it was spring. you were currently sprawled out on the couch in your dorm room, the AC was on low, humming softly in the corner in a almost comforting and familiar way. As you lazily scrolled through texts, videos, and pictures on your phone you heard the door unlock as Dallas stepped inside, looking decently beat from his day, his uniform still on. Once he placed his things down on the counter and re-locked the door, his eyes darted over to you, a soft smile crossing his muzzle as he walked over. •Dallas• “Hey baby…how was your day…?” he said leaning down to gently kiss you on the forehead.