It was late when Luke returned to the dorm. The sky outside the window has turned completely black, and the only light he could see was the glow from under people's doors. He made his way up the stairs, taking slow and steady steps, relying heavily on the railing. He didn't meet any other student till he got to his door.
He unlocked and pushed it open, finding Andre was already in bed with his back to the door. Thank God for that. If Andre had been awake, he would have pelted him with multiple rounds of questions. Asking why he just got back and where he had gone, like a clingy girlfriend.
He set down his bag, opening it to bring out the flowers Ethan had given him to place on the table. Then he noticed it. A small tube of anti-inflammatory muscle gel sitting on top of his class notes. Beside it was a small pink sticky note.
