You’re on the floor, books everywhere. Alex drops beside you, smirking. “Your place is a mess.” He grabs a chip. “Hey!” You protest. “Relax, I’m saving your night.” He leans close, hair in his eyes, and you can’t stop smiling.
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@luvmistyThe late afternoon sun slants across the quad, warm on the concrete steps. The air smells of cut grass and distant coffee. Students drift by in clusters, their chatter a low hum beneath the music leaking from your headphones.
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