Allowing a loud sigh to escape my mouth, I turn to Myles and asked if he wanted to start on the boxes labeled with 'books and games'. Every couple of minutes Myles or I might perk up from our job and say something about the items I owned or just random conversation.
It was a long day and we had managed to get through all my boxes, one suitcase and and half my backpack.
"Ok I really didn't think I packed this much stuff... why does if feel like that I overpacked?" I prop down onto my bed and allowed myself to lay back.
"Dunno, probably cause you did overpack". Myles remarked whilst claiming a spot at the end of my bed.
"Hey! You offered to help so don't start complaining! I didn't force you to stay here!" I stated back whilst sitting up, firmly crossing my arms over my chest and turning my head away. I turn back to see Myles blankly staring at me and then he scoffed and burst out laughing. What was he laughing at? Oh no, was he laughing at me! why?!
"W-wh-why are you laughing?" my voice was shaky cause I've never seen someone rolling on the floor gripping their stomach from just laughing to hard.
"You- you look like- like some spoilt- spoilt rotten kid who- who got that one toy they didn't ask for- for Christmas" he then resumed his laughing fit that carried on for a good minute or two with glances towards my emotionless face at the remark he made about me making him laugh more. I wasn't spoilt... was I?
"Oh god, haha, sorry bout that. But your face was priceless I couldn't help but laugh". He had pulled himself up onto my bed once again but this time sat only a few inches away from where I was sitting with my legs pulled to my chest. Silence.
" Your cute. you know that?" he smirked with a devilishly grin. I could feel blood rising to my cheeks, my face felt really hot. I managed to get a decent shove to his shoulder that almost caused him to topple of my bed, hoping to form a decent cover for my blushing face.
"Oh shit!". Myles shot up from my bed and started walking around grabbing his things.
"What's wrong?" I questioned, and out of a growing habit I looked up at the clock and also started racing around to grab my jacket and shoes as well. The dining hall opened at 5:30pm and it was currently 6:45pm. If we were lucky we might be able to get whatever scraps the cooks compile at the end of the night.
"Ya keys Dumbass!" Myles yelled at me just a second before I closed my door, good save. We sped down the stairs as fast as possible, I haven't run like this since middle school gym class. I'd better get a decent feed after this run.
Please god hear my prayer! Give me some good food!
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