"F*cking hell" Nathanyel whispered under his breath.

You were on a school trip in France for your languages class and would have to share a room with a partner

Obviously, your favourite teachers thought it would be funny to put you and your enemy together.

As she read off your two's names a wide grin spread across her face.

"Just because we have to share a hotel room, it doesn't mean I will tolerate you" he groaned and headed for the stairs to find your bedroom number.

After finding where your room was you opened the door to already see Nathanyel layed across the singular bed.

You rolled your eyes.

"Stop rolling those eyes darling, I got here first, suck it up." He spoke as he shuffled further up the bed to get a better view of the tv.

You dumped your bags on the floor, grabbed a blanket and laid across the... uncomfortable sofa.

"You do know I can't sleep on this fucking sofa it feels like someone's stuck a rod up my back." you complained staring at Nathanyel ...

It's gonna be a long week.

"Quite frankly, I don't care. It's your problem, not mine"