Sunny morning

Erik wakes with a start. A thick layer of crust falling away as his hand falls away from his face, stars blink in his vision and he looks around slowly.

“Jesus” He mutters to no one in particular. His feet find the carpeted floor of the dorm room and he trods towards the dark windows.

“What time is it?” He asks as he pulls the chain down.

The blinding mid morning sun assaults his eyes as he turns and hides his face in his hands, he fumbles with the chain as his room plunges back into the comfortable darkness.

Erik turns and instead grabs his phone.

“For fucks sake…”

Erik sits on the edge of the bed, seeing no point in getting up now, the thought of returning to his comfortable dream land teeters on the edge of his mind but he decides against it.

“Vi was so right…” Erik laughs softly, slowly opening the door to his bedroom, the light from the main space taints the darkness. “Those black out blinds are dangerous.”

Vi: I guess you’ve slept though your alarms huh? Dummy! Miss you, let me know when you’re awake! Love you!

Erik tosses his phone back onto his bed as he steps into the shower, the phone already pinging with a quick response from Vi. Water flows down Erik’s fit body, the luke warm water both waking him up slightly and enveloping him in a cozy embrace.

It had been an eventful, fast firing couple of weeks, hadn’t it? From Matt and Ellie, to Mrs Revers, to Heidi, to Brandon, to Vi’s job in the bar, and then her modelling sessions. It was truly a jarring switch when it seemed the universe decided it was time to slow down.

Mrs Revers took an unexplained leave of absence, Matt’s parents dragged him across the country to live in some coastal city, leaving Ellie feeling isolated and any iota of having some fun with them both disappearing in a plume of smoke, well, no one can blame Ellie for seeing ‘extracurricular fun’ a bit different when her boyfriend is in a different timezone (albeit only by a few hours). Heidi, while still around, needed some space after some ‘family trouble’ which meant she had to travel back and forth a roughly 3 hour commute back and forth to her parents home town.

Erik shuts off the shower and steps out, dragging the towel across his body as he continues to reflect.

Even the modelling sessions slowed down, Vi continued to work with Blake but not as often, Vi knew this was a possibility but the abruptness remains. From lingerie shoots to retail advertisements. A few of the sessions weren’t even with Blake himself but instead some apprentices and employees. To be fair, we found out 2 or so weeks ago that Blake had secretly been working on directing a music video for a pretty well known global girl group so… All was forgiven in the one sided beef. The groundwork Vi had laid with Tim similarly shattered, he allegedly found himself a girlfriend, for a few weeks there he didn’t flirt and was not his usual sleazy self, in fact Vi described him as:

“Quite an upstanding gentleman.”

Of course. A guy like Tim seems destined for meaningless hookups, Vi theorised that he got dumped since they recently had a shift together and Vi had gone back into the storage room to grab a wine bottle for some guests when Tim had walked in behind her, pressing himself against her ass, and then he had ‘apologised’ by saying to Vi:

“I can hardly be blamed that you’ve got a thick ass. It’s a compliment if anything!”

Erik grabs his dorm room keys and takes one last look at himself in the mirror, hair styled well, shirt sitting at a solid length that compliments his stature, he grins at himself, skin tingling with anticipation.

His phone dings from the bed,

An email:

Hello Mr Doe,

Please find that I have returned from my leave. I am available to continue our sessions. Let me know when best suits you.

A text:

Finally babe! I’ll meet you after class! I’m with Ari and Sai too!

A new Instapic story from ‘Sweetgalheids’, the university buildings in the background, the morning sun casting a pretty picture.

And another text… from a name that has been out of his mind for a while, golden eyes and red hair the only details that can be made out from the profile picture on the small phone screen.

See you soon, bitch.