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Samuel Vanderbilt had had quite a good night and had woken up immensely sore from a night of hot sex with Julian. Still, it had had to end sometime and so he had left his private hotel room and returned home. Usually, Saturdays were pretty fun for Samuel with Blair around, but his faux wife was away on a business trip and so he was stuck alone. He had considered trying to find a guy to hook up with, but nobody seemed to be around on the network and so sex was probably out of the question for today, which frustrated him to no end. 

Fawn got ready quickly, practically jumping into her skinny jeans and pulling her shirt on as she opened the door. She took about three steps, before realizing she had forgotten to brush her hair or grab her wallet. She turned around on her heal, sighing slightly. She quickly ran a comb through her messy hair, making a mental note that she should probably shower tonight. She looked around the room, searching for her wallet. 

When she finally found it, underneath her bed, she rushed out of her dorm, she couldn’t wait to see her friend. She ran down the stairs, the many bracelets adorning her wrists and forearms clacked together as she did. She came flying out of the doors and onto the grass patch in front of the building. She made her way over to one of the benches the were scattered about the courtyard. She sat down, and waited for her friend.