who: @rhiannonfallaā where: nateās room when: the afternoon after his interview
When Nate couldnāt find Keys, he retreated back to his room, texting Rhia and telling her to come over - little context given, just a to the point text: come here, doorās open. He knew that when she saw it, when she had a chance, sheād oblige, and her certainly wasnāt going to attend any classes he was supposed to in the afternoon. He sprawled on his couch, waiting for her to show up, not even bothering to do anything that he usually did while he spent time alone - playing his guitar, reading, even listening to music. He sulked, looking up to the ceiling and replaying every single word the officers had said to him, trying to figure out what they could possibly use against him next time.Ā
Finally, he heard the door opening, Nate perking up ever so slightly as he turned to look from where he was laying on the couch, seeing Rhia slipping through into his room.Ā āHey,ā he said, his voice hoarse, clearing his throat, embarrassed that the affect of his afternoon was so instantly audible.Ā āCome here,ā Nate murmured, opening his arms for her to come join him on the couch.Ā














