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With the promise of a movie marathon and a night spent with her best friend, Julie set out from her house to the university campus. Since she used to live in the apartments near the campus itself, it wasn’t difficult for her to find her way. At around 7:30, Julie was nearing the university campus, and it dawned on her that she didn’t know where the junior dorm building was. She looked around and found, to her luck, map of the campus. She walked toward it, using her phone as a light to illuminate what the map said, and found the junior dorm building not too far from where she was. In a fast-paced walk, Julie made her way to the dorm building, and walked up the stairs until she was at the third floor. Once she found the sixth door on the left, she knocked on it and waited for Everett to answer. 

Garrett couldn't get his mind off the image of Everett's lips. Soft and supple. He licked his own at the memory as he kicked his shoes off near the closet of his room. He was tired of the flashy rich guy clothes that most seemed to wear around here, at least in company. Button shirts and designer pants and the like. He didn't even know why people bothered with clothes. If there weren't any, Garrett supposed the chase would be cut to much faster. But there was an allure to the unknown. As cliche as that sounded. he tossed away his pants and shirt, leaving only a white tank top and his boxers. He moved into the living room again, checking the clock. Late. Of course. Garrett smiled slyly. What a naughty boy. Being late for Garrett's attention. His eyes narrowed, glancing at the door before he sat down on the couch. He would have to be punished.