Swamped

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You groaned as your head hit the table, getting the attention of the few people in the café. You didn't bother to look up at them but you felt someone staring at you and slowly lifted your head from its comfy spot on the table, your hand reaching for your coffee.

The stranger across the room who'd kept his eyes on you made his way to you and sat at your table, giving you a smile before he motioned for you to continue with what you were doing. You furrowed your brows and did so.

Eventually, your assignments that were due the next day at 8am made you feel like you were drowning in them and through all of this, the stranger was yet to speak. You sighed quite heavily and he asked the burning question that seemed to be the bane of your existence.
"I know that you don't know who I am but are you okay? You look like you're drowning in whatever you're trying to finish here," he said to you and you blinked once at him then twice.

"Well, you're right about not knowing you but I need to finish three assignments by 8am tomorrow and I have no idea what to do and I'm going to die then drop out. Help." you say pathetically to the handsome stranger sat in front of you.

He smiled at you before sitting beside you and with that, he started helping you finish your three assignments. It felt like hours before you were being forced to leave because it was closing time and you were on your way home but your stranger directed you back to his place and you finished everything at his place.

Sometime later, you find yourself laughing harder than you thought was possible with him. You were enjoying his company without realising it. Somewhere between the second and third drink he pulled you close. Sighing in content, you let him and snuggle up to him after submitting your tragic assignments.

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Idk what this was tbh. A lot college based imagines on the way bc it's my first semester. My first day was Monday and it was something else yo🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 have good day/afternoon /night

With love,
secutebehling❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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