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WINTER WAS CURRENTLY On her way to see her friend, Wesley Bennett. Wes for short. On her way there, Winter was listening to Little Things by One Direction. She knew his father just died, but she wanted to be there for him, especially with what he was going through. Winter opened Wes' door, sitting next to his sleeping form.

Wes had given her a key, weeks prior. Winter dropped her keys on the edge of the bed before laying on top of Wes. What the? Wes hummed before rolling them over so he's on top of her. Winter squeaked when he did that. Wes chuckled, resting his head on her chest.

"Shh." Wes shushed her, nuzzling her, closing his eyes again.

Winter rolled her eyes, trying to get up. Wes wouldn't budge. Oh joy. Winter gave up after a while, letting Wes use her as a pillow.

"Wes?" Winter chuckled, running her fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp with her nails.

Wes hummed, sitting up. Winter sighed, biting her lip.

"Look, I know your dad died and all, but I wanna help you.." Winter rubbed her thumb over his knuckles, frowning softly.

Wes yanked his hand back, tilting his head "Winnie the Pooh, I'm not some fucking lost cause. Just because my dad died doesn't mean I need to be taken care of."

Winter tore up, fiddling with her fingers "I-i just thought that you would need a friend."

Wes rolled his eyes in frustration, standing up "Win, I understand that, but I need my space."

Winter grabbed her keys, tears streaming down her face "Consider it done."

Wes was about to take back what he had done, but Winter shook her head, leaving Wes' dorm.

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{Short prologue, oops! But I will develop Wes and Winter more in the future chapters, please be kind!}