#halite1x1

[tifftries1x1]

“I don’t know about this guys. I’ve got the jeebies with this plan...”

[peyton1x1s-blog]

Sawyer wasn’t asleep, most of the time he’d started to doubt he was even capable of that particular phenomenon, but he wasn’t sure he’d classify his current state as awake either. He’d been midway through his history reading when he’d decided to take a break, lay down for a second on the page, and he hadn’t found the energy to get back up again.

With his roommate out at some frat party, a sharp knock on the door broke his trance and caused some alertness to return to his body. Pulling on a ratty t-shirt and wiping the drool off his face, Sawyer trudges slowly towards the door and swings it open.

“Hello?”

[peyton1x1s-blog]

Sunlight cut through the window of the dorm and Noah’s eyes fluttered open. Truthfully he’d never been a morning person, though, the sight of Griffin laying beside him began to turn him into one. He watches the other’s chest rise up and down. For a moment everything was perfect-- beep, beep, beep. His phone alarm goes off for class.·

“Mm. Nope.” He turns over.