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I was awoke from my sleep by my door slamming open. Lazily, I sat up to find a half dressed Ross panting at my doorstep. "Sorry" he apologised. "It happens often"

"What?" I squinted.

He leaned on the doorframe and ran hand through his hair. "After you 'died', I would have some bizarre nightmares and run here convinced you were alive. For the first time, the door is actually open"

I looked at my hands, slightly visible due to the dim light from the hallway. "I'm sorry. I don't know how else to phrase it, I just am sorry"

"May I?" He pointed at the bed and I nod. He moves further in my room, not closing the door fully and flopping onto my bed. "Sorry for waking you up?"

"It's fine" I smiled. "It's only..3:10 in the morning..."

"Yeah, about that," he stretched, giving me a brilliant view of his defined V-line. I nearly foamed at the mouth. "I'm sorry again. Wanna go work out?"

"Wait what? No! It's 3 in the morning!"

"Sorry. Working out kind of takes my mind off things"

"Well that explains why your arm is the size of a watermelon" I mumbled and he laughed. I got on my knees and grabbed his wrist, pulling him over.

"What are you do- okay" I pushed on the back of his knees to lay him down and crawled behind, wrapping my arms around him.

"When we were together, this used to calm you down, so we're going back to basics!" I leaned my head on his shoulder. "See I'm the big spoon and everything!"

"Your excitement is contagious, it's literally the happiest you've been since you got here" he smiled. "Do you like it here?"

"It's alright, I mean, you'll always be a little shit but, it's okay. It feels like home again" I said. "And I can't wait to start going on missions- hey, the dream team may even be put back together"

"Imagine the banter if we all went on a mission together, we wouldn't get anything done!"

"I'm sure we would" I sighed, laying my head back down. "My hair is getting really long, it's past my shoulders already"

"I like it at that length. The bob made you look miles older" Ross commented. "Plus, you can dye it a wacky colour, like remember when you dyed it purple before your first mission"

"Yes! Like a dark purple!"

He nodded, and then turned to me. "I'm going to try to sleep because I cannot be asked to go back to my room"

"I-It's fine" I ignored the fact we were literally nose to nose, however, my nerves settled slightly when his eyes fluttered shut. But, he had a piece of fluff on his cheek.

I moved my finger, rather slowly to not frighten him, but the moment I reached for his face, his eyes opened and we both jumped at least 6 up and away from each other.

"Sorry! You had fluff on your face"

He smiled. "It's okay, don't worry! Goodnight"

My response was a sigh as I laid on my back, ignoring/accepting his arm wrapping around me and pulling me to him.

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"Wake up!" David clapped his hands rhythmically, and it frightened the shit out of both Ross and I.

This probably looked really bad. He was somehow shirtless, and I was half laying on him. And I only sleep in baggy shirts, so that obviously rode up, and my duvet was nowhere to be found.

I sat up. "What time is it?"

"9:30. You're both usually up by 7" he crossed his arms. "Get a move on, you both have classes in 30 minutes"

And with that, he disappeared out of the door.

"You teach?" I looked at Ross.

"Yeah, I teach PE here in my free time" he scratched his face. "We should probably get a move on it. Meet me for breakfast in 15 minutes?"

"Sure" I walked him up to the door seconds before I ran around my room looking for something to put on.

When I realised I only had 5 minutes left, I settled on just simple leggings and a white t-shirt, my Roshes and a leather jacket. To finish it off, I tied up my hair and was running out of the door to meet Ross for breakfast.

He looked as if he had been ready for hours, standing coolly by the canteen door, greeting people that passed him often.

"I was thinking as I got dressed, bagels or croissants?"

"Bagels! They're the best!" I countered. "What about you?"

"Hmph, bagels probably" he shrugged, then moved out of the way of the door.
"Ladies first"

"Why thank you, sir" I put on my best British accent, which caused him to giggle. "Do not take the piss out of my accent, or I will have to shove Yorkshire puddings up your nose, mister"

bit of a filler 😌

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