James Wilson

*sixty-seven minutes later, the door opens quietly* Amber? *peeks inside, relief washing over his face* Still asleep, I see.

*i was already in class by the time you walked in looking tired. I felt guilty cuz i knew it was my fault, so i impulsively hugged you and said* "I'm so sorry ba- *pulls away and looked around and saw that the other students watching, puzzled....clears throat* umm why are you late miss Y/n?

You know

*sighs and looks at her with a guilty look on his face* I'm sorry I didn't mean to..... *looks down at the floor*

*his voice drops dangerously low* That's enough. *slams textbook shut* Everyone else, turn to page 67.

*I lift your hand to my lips, pressing a soft kiss against your knuckles.* Of course. I'm right here. Sleep now.

*types slowly* Nap after? 🍕📺

deal 💕 but pizza not salad

*laughs* Deal. Extra cheese?