Masterpieces {Book 2}

Hold me in the palm of your hand

Credit; fruits

idek remember what this one is about bc no one hardly writes cake one shots anymore so I've resulted to book one drafts. but i do know it's cute.

Today was -25668432289/10 shitty, yall should leave funny comments i can't quit cryiN ughf ):

[a/n at the end]

Enjoy tho, beauties :)

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The sudden, loud shout of a drunken student filtered in through Luke's headphones, piercing his concentration. He fucking hated the weekends.

Especially holiday weekends. It just so happened that Halloween fell on a Friday this year, which made this particular weekend even worse than normal.

He could still hear the incessant giggling and loud conversation between some girl in his dorm hallway. He didn't hear an accompanying voice, so he assumed she was on her phone. Unless she was talking to herself. That would explain some things.

He just wanted her to stop, for God's sake. It was midnight and he was working on a paper. He figured it would be completely silent for at least a few more hours when his peers came back from all the various parties. Maybe he was asking too much for college students to respect that there might be other kids trying to pass their classes.

Maybe working on a paper on a Friday night was a bad idea, too, but he didn't care. It was the only assignment he had this weekend and he wanted to get it over and done with. Sleep was the only motivation he had at this point in the semester and the more time he had to do that on Saturday and Sunday, the better.

He was almost done anyway. Just about two hundred words left and it would all be over.

Another piercing laugh echoed from outside his door and Luke could have sworn that this girl was purposefully standing right there, being as annoying as she possibly could, just to piss him off.

He slammed his laptop screen down in frustration. He needed a break, some food, something else right now. The rest of this paper could wait until he got back.

He gently took the computer off of his lap and placed it next to him, sliding off of his bed. He quickly slipped on some shoes, not even bothering to change out of his sweatpants and ratty t-shirt. He was just going to the vending machine at the end of the hall for a few minutes - no one other than the girl would even see him.

He grabbed his dorm key and a few dollar bills before stepping out into the hall.

He wasn't wrong about the girl being directly in front of his door. She was sitting on the ground directly across from it, attentively listening to whoever was on the other end of her cellphone call in her "naughty nurse" costume. He shut his door loudly before he walked off, fighting the urge to roll his eyes as he heard her scoff behind him.

"Rude," she muttered to herself.

Luke hoped she was gone by the time he returned or else he'd have to gently ask her to find another place to loiter. He'd never seen her around before so something made him think that she probably didn't belong here. Hopefully she realized that sooner rather than later.

He reached the end of the hallway that housed a small sitting area. There was a crappy tv hanging on the wall that barely worked and the couches were gross, so he never stayed in here for long. Plus, the door to the stairwell was on the opposite end of the room, so people were constantly coming and going - usually in a loud manner.