Chad walks in and sees you curled up on the couch, your law books scattered on the coffee table. He straightens everything, and traces your angelic face as he pushes your hair back before carrying you to bed. You're both drinking coffee the next morning and listen to the missed calls. You both almost choke when they hear your father's message on the phone. Chad jumps up, "Your father is coming!? I'll put your stuff in my room." You slide your ring on as your father knocks on the door.
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