13 ✗ you okay, sunshine?

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Easton is even more of a bodyguard than Theo!

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Easton is even more of a bodyguard than Theo!

I guess the whole cemetery thing really freaked him out because all he does now is go to his classes and then quickly come back home.

"Easton, I need to get food please get out of my way." I groan.

"We have food here."

"I can't keep eating ramen and grilled cheese sandwiches!"

I walk up to him again and try to move him away from the door but he doesn't budge.

"We are safer in our apartment Rosie, and there's something called Postmates." He argues.

"Easton if you don't move in the next 5 seconds I'll kick you in the balls," I warn.

I won't actually do it but I'm super desperate to leave this apartment.

"Fine, we can go later once I finish my paper." He tries to reason.

"You are being ridiculous! I'm going and there's nothing you can do to stop me."

I finally manage to shove him out of the way and quickly exit the apartment.

"Rosie!"

"Relax, I'll have someone go with me."

I walk over to Luca's apartment and knock on the door.

He opens the door about a minute later.

"Hey, what's up?" He asks.

"Wanna go get dinner with me at the dining hall?"

"Uh yeah, sure."

He grabs his jacket and keys and we head down the steps and out of the building.

"How are you doing?" He asks.

"I'm good, I haven't gotten any texts...have you?"

"Nope, it's been a week and none of us have gotten anything."

"Maybe it's over?"

"I strongly doubt that."

Wow, that's so reassuring.

"God Luca, I love how positive you are," I mutter as we reach the doors of the dining hall.

"I'd rather be realistic than act as if there isn't something wrong."

We each grab a tray and a plate before following the line of people to grab what food we want.

"Do you think they're planning something?" I ask.

"Who?"

I look around making sure no one is listening before leaning closer to him.

"Our stalkers," I whisper.

"Oh, they probably are." He shrugs.

"Why the heck are you so calm about this?"

"Because I have other things to worry about."

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