Disheveled

"He ran one hand through his hair, further disheveling it."

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The door bursts open and in walks my roommate. In his black jeans, his white shirt ripped open and his hair disheveled.

"I've made a mistake," he whispers, falling onto his knees as the door slams shut.

"What have you done this time, Justin?"

=•=•=•=

Melody Caxton has liked Justin Dates since the beginning of high school. Around the same time they became roommates. Three years later and here they are:

best friends and Melody's crush has only gotten bigger.

But what is she expected to think when he comes home, shirt ripped, hair messy? What could he have possibly done to land him in trouble, again?