#pcamden

It was Christmas day finally, and though it was only slightly cold outside Wyatt still felt the need to throw a sweater on over his sleep shirt. He was mildly surprised Marley hadn't run in here earlier to drag him out of the bed but as he listened to the sounds of the house the only person who seemed to be up yet was his mother. He made his way out of his room and into the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee before wondering back. They wouldn't do family presents till everyone was awake but that didn't mean he couldn't give Camden the present he got him now.

The day was done and over with as Wyatt made his way back to his room. It wasn't that terribly long of a walk from the Dominant classrooms to the Dominant apartments but it was a long enough time for him to contemplate what exactly he had gotten himself into this time. He had another guest coming over after classes. Camden. Another submissive he had chatted up who had a very interesting point of view on things. Along with an intriguing and detailed fascination with cookies, and the magical properties of brain cleaning they apparently possess. They also worked well to lure people, which was the purpose of the boy coming over. To test a theory he had. Wyatt didn't see this going very far, or actually working for that matter, but he was getting cookies out of the situation. And Wyatt was not one to turn down food, especially sweets.