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Betelgeuse's POV
I rolled over in bed with groan. All but one of my roommates had already left for their classes. I live in a room with three other people. Big enough to party and pretty cool guys.

I check the time on my phone and the brightness made me squint. I didn't have a hangover today because I refused to drink anymore after I left (Y/N) sitting there.

"Hey, you alive over there?" my roommate calls at me.

"Yes, unfortunately." I joke back. My voice must've sounded sadder than I intended.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." I'm not.

"Well, classes started about ten minutes ago. I'm going in late but I stayed back to make sure you didn't die of an overdose or alcohol poisoning or something."

I sit up shaking my head and laughing.

"Well thanks for the concern. I'm fine."

"Glad to hear it. Well I'm going to head out then. Are you coming?"

"No, I don't really..." I realized if I stay here I'll have nothing to take my mind off of... her.

"Yeah actually. Don't want to miss the first day back."

He nods and waits on me to get ready. Finally I head out the door and fork off at the math hallway 20 minutes late.

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