Room 209, Friday night

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There was underwear. And the lobby. And John. And then more underwear. And now there's 209 and a closed door with them on the other side of it.

That's better.

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[whitedeathpod]

The blush is almost gone but now he's smiling.

"Underwear, huh? Were you torturing me down there?"

[can_be_more]

"Maybe a little," she admits.

[whitedeathpod]

He nods and drops his clothes on the floor.

"I thought so," he says lightly. "Done with classes?"

[can_be_more]

She nods. "I think that makes it officially summer break now."