I give liberty for doors to express themselves however they wish to

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The best way to wake up is definitely not by excessive door-knocking. But people have no respect for my deserved awesome sleep.

I opened my eyes really quickly, imagining this was movie scene from a horror movie where you think the bad guy is dead and they eyes open sort of thing, and rolled onto my belly, plopping myself up on my elbows and letting my head drop.

After a couple of seconds, I crawled over to Wade to be faced with what I dreaded. He was sleeping. That meant I had to get up.

Taylor Swift has a lot of clarifying to do. Laying on the cold, hard ground id most definitely not fun.

Groaning loudly, I got up and dusted my clothes. It didn't make a difference as they were full of dirt but stalling is a great asset and it must be valued.

As I got up, another violent knock came on the door of the institute and not wanting to waste me getting up I yelled. "Chill down dude! I'm coming! Yell out 'Granny' if you're running away from something or someone. Or zombies. I'm not sure where to fit them."

Lazily, and quite zombie-like frankly, I walked up to the door. I gingerly, yes I said gingerly, open the door to find Milkshake boy himself.

"As you didn't scream I'm assuming you're here to deliver some brain from the morgue. Just in time too." I watched the whole of season 1 of Izombie, so don't blame me."

"I've learned to not question you so I'm gonna ignore that comment and why are you covered in dirt?" He question and I opened the door enough for him to enter and letting the door close by itself behind us.

I give liberty for doors to express themselves however they wish too.

"So is this where you hang out and whatever?" He said as we approached the back door, which ultimately lead us to where Phoenix and Wade were sleeping. Lucky them.

"This is my Batcave. Well technically Horsecave. Now that doesn't sound as awesome why is that? I have such wild dilemmas." He shook his head at me and peaked through the door.

"Who is that?" He opened the door fully and did a double take, probably for the same reason everyone always does a double take: The size of the arena.

"That is Wade. He looks after the horses and takes care of the stables. And yes, this is where I train."

"This is massive I... I honestly didn't expect it to be this size. Where's the rooms?" He walked around taking in his surroundings.

"What rooms? The stables? Those were back there didn't you notice?" I yawn rather loudly.

"No I noticed those, the smells kind of gave it away. I mean, where did you sleep?"

I quickly glanced over at Phoenix "Over there with Wade. I couldn't leave my soul mate alone now could I?" I started picking up some sheets from the floor, trying really hard not to wake up Wade.

"Soul mate? So are you guys an item? You and crazy eyes over there?" I dumped what I had picked up from the floor and dumped it on his arms to which he raised a questioning eyebrow too but put it on a chair aside anyway.

After a moment of registering it I finally laughed "Wade? Rob I meant that Phoenix was my soul mate. Truthfully, you have more chance with him then I do. Although, he's always had the eye for my brother." I chuckled and started folding the sheets and mattresses.

"I didn't realize he was gay." He awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

"I think he's gonna like you." I smirked at Rob.

"Nah he's not really my type." Rob said going back to him smooth self.

It's nice to know my fake boyfriend has a type of guys.

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