#thxallison

Mornings and nights always flew by when Alastair was in the company of Allison. Long talks, in between largely intimate moments and weed, really set the stage for them to stay awake until the early morning. Luckily, they’d spent Sunday night hiding out in Allison’s home and not her dorm, leaving them plenty of alone time without worrying about prefects or nosy neighbors. Unfortunately, that left them in this situation--- Alastair woke up first, it was well past first period when he did, in a panic. Only slightly though. Checking his iPhone, the guy sighed at the time before setting it back down in defeat. Eyes peeking over to his opposite, he lazily rolled over and wrapped a tired arm around Allison. “We over slept...” Again. “It’s well past lunch hour. No point in going in now.” As much as he liked having his attendance proper and punctual, he would rather be here right now. He... sort of felt like his time with her wasn’t enough, despite spending the night together. Seems like all Al ever wanted these days was Allison’s time. “Unless you want to go.”