Room 420 [Saturday Afternoon]

[chasingsnitches]

Spending a week in a near state of panic and fear was exhausting on a person. Cedric wasn't asleep at the moment but he was laying on his bed, hands tucked behind his head, relaxing. His muscles were a little sore probably from being so tense.

But he wasn't terrified anymore. And he'd slept last night. He just hoped he hadn't drooled on Isabel's leg.