EtherealDarkling
The Tea is Still Hot...
The next morning, Dexter bolted awake at the sudden crash and he rolled out of his seat. Mistaking the crash for an earthquake he went for the space under the hospital bed when he looked up and saw the guy from before standing overhead. "Jesus, I didn't need an alarm." he groaned into his hand as he wiped off the crust. As he got back up his foot stepped on something; his glasses. His body froze in place and he glared back at the man in annoyance. Looking at the time he hurried back to the dorms to change out of his clothes from last night. He wore a form-fitting sweater along black jeans and dress shoes to compliment his slim shape. He grabbed another pair of glasses from one of his unpacked boxes and headed out with a laptop case full of supplies on his shoulder.