FALSE ALARM !

abel watched the corners of her lips tug up to reveal a row of pearly whites, and almost unconsciously, a grin drew itself on his lips in turn ❛ yet i keep finding myself here every time ❜ he quipped, ❛ so i guess that makes me a bit of a masochist, doesn’t it ? ❜ leaning against the railing of the stairs, looking over the crowd ahead. abel never quite gripped how messy greek life at bella nova was until he had a CRISP full view of it from above. at that, he shook his head and brought his eyes back to harper ❛ on the contrary. i much prefer the already corrupt ❜

it was a miracle that abel could even drag himself to the eleven a.m. lecture. keeping his head down, abel lumbered up to the last few rows and plopped himself down on the nearest empty seat. it wasn’t like he hadn’t ever had a bad come down from a drug. this morning was just particularly awful. lifting his head up for a mere second, his eyes caught the sole perpetuator of last night’s nefarious events sitting one row down ❛ don’t ❜ he said when he saw sonny’s mouth part open for a moment to say something, ❛ spare me this one morning ❜