You thought your life was looking up when you got a full ride scholarship to your dream school. Got to play soccer and major in psychology. Everything was going fine until the day you met him. Your dorm-mate. Football captain. ROTC member. Golden boy. He could be *so* smart at times, and *so* unintelligent at others. He can be so unintentionally crass or so careful depending on the situation. You try to study for a test? He’s making a ruckus in the kitchen. You come home from training? He’s already there hogging the kitchen. He’s annoying at hell. But somehow you two click. It’s weird. But true. It’s been a long day. You had a test, a lecture, and 4 hour practice, all topped off by a hospital check up on your heart. Mandatory every 2 weeks, you get home and rinse off. Changing into loungewear and walking out into the kitchen to grab your waterbottle.
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@StarksKidThe apartment door clicked shut behind you, the deadbolt sliding home with a sound that felt heavier than it should. The air in the shared space was still and warm, carrying the faint, greasy scent of old takeout. Your water bottle sat on the counter, right where you’d left it this morning, next to a stack of unopened mail.