The Next Day...

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As I was snoozing away in my bed, enjoying the once-in-a-blue-moon amazing slumber, the glaring sunlight shook me awake from dreamland. 

"Damn... sunlight already?" I stretched a bit.

"Awake finally?" 

And a familiar pompous tone came from the other side of the seemingly airless room, where a familiar figure sat cross-legged on the now creased-white bed. 

"Good... *Yawn*... Morning."

"Ugh, goodness..." Without a single polite response back, the brown wolf continued his busy typing on that phone of his. Jeez...what a jerk...

Not wanting my mood to be dragged down by this in the early morning,  I brushed it off,  and opened my small, patchy blue luggage below the bed (Which exploded almost immediately). Taking out a bright-blue t-shirt filled with obvious, thick creases and normal black jeans, I shuffled my slowly-waking, heavy legs to the nearby bathroom. 

Entering, I took off the dirty clothing I had yesterday with a stretch-like motion. Stepping onto the cold shower floor, I hesitantly twisted the knobs, and was immediately soaked with freezing-cold water. Baths aren't my thing...

Scrubbing up and down, I couldn't help but think of that guy. Noah, was his name right? He seemed like an interesting person, although that personality is a major deterrent for me. 

Wash the bubbles off...

But still... I couldn't help but notice the flustered emotion he was showing from typing on his phone. Even though he was pretty good at hiding it, his narrowing green eyes and quickened typing was a quick indication (I'm freaking observant, I know). 

The refreshing water droplets stopped pouring...

But... it could just be me I guess. 

Stepping out, my dampened fur drizzles with water down onto the blue-tiled floor. Not wanting to drench the floor, I quickly grabbed a...

Shoots! I had forgotten to bring in a towel!

And worse, I can't be walking out naked like this, not with the hundred percent chance of that rich kid holding this against me for the rest of the year! But on the flip side, I don't want to request help like  helpless pup!

Opening a crack of the unlocked door, I silently contemplated wether I should run and grab or just request a low-chanced help from Noah. But before I could even do anything, a heavy force suddenly flung the door open.

"Are you finally do-- WAH!"

Suddenly, Noah managed to break into the door and tumble onto me from the slipperiness (Which I myself was barely able to balance from tumbling head-first). And when he noticed where he was... Let's just say hell broke loose inside his mind.

"AIIIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!"

He slams the door back and onto my muzzle which pulsed with pain as I slowly recuperate from the suddenness of everything, all of this while the other wolf screamed in shock. Rubbing my poor nose, I peeked my head outside to see him sitting silently with a clear deep-red blush appearing even under those fur-covered cheeks of is.

"C-C-COULD YOU PLEASE LOCK THE DOOR WHEN YOUR BATHING!?" Noah exclaimed.

"Can you just help me grab the towel over there, on my suitcase!?" I blurted in equal embarrassment.

Immediately, I saw his hand to hold my bright-blue towel and handed to me with a clear pink-blush beneath his thick fur. Immediately passing it, he speeded back to his bed and the room was just eerily quiet where you could even hear the soft wind hitting the room windows.

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