This chapter isn't finished yet, but hopefully it will be soon :)

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Stephanie knows its early when there is no light struggling to get past the blinds.

She's always been an early riser, which is unfortunate for others, especially her companions.

Luna yawns loudly, holding a hungry Archie. Visible dark circles rest under her eyes as she locks her gaze onto Stephanie.

Mike groans ferociously, clutching a hand to his stomach. He throws back the tall glass of orange juice, a small bead of sweat running down his forehead in the rather strange coldness of the room.

A grumble accompanies Mike, the main culprit being Carter. He angrily closes his book and swears under his breath, before his gaze fixates on Archie staring at his beard in obvious wonder, and he smiles widely.

Her cheeks fight not to redden as her eyes land on Drake. He sits adjacent to her, a plateful of steaming scrambled eggs and toast lying untouched in front of him. A bored expression is planted on his face, as if he'd rather be any place but here.

She can't help but think about last night's events. She can still remember the smell of him, the touch of skin pressing against skin, his panting breath. It takes all of her strength not to bury her head in her hands and wish that the world could swallow her up.

But she doesn't.

In fact, she does the opposite.

Standing up abruptly, her chair scraping off

Sorry for the wait, I'm writing another story that probably won't ever be uploaded nor finished. Hope you liked the chapter anyway.

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