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Jere? With him? “Of course” He fished out the card, immediately dropped it, then finally buzzed them in “I’m on the fourth floor”

Max handled the elevator buttons Under the glare of the fluorescent lights, Jeremy could see that he had medium brown skin and was indeed tall, which made sense the way he’d tucked Jeremy under his arm The details of his features were still a blur under a blue and white hat—probably a U of T toque—and Jerelory When they reached his floor, he unlocked his door quickly, alain

Now he just needed to find his old glasses

“Um, sorry for the mess” His sheet and duvet were a rumpled pile on his bed, which he knew not because he could see them clearly, but because they alere He’d never been one for ed him about

The hurt was a swift throat punch, and he choked it down

Max laughed “Yeah, this isn’t a lasses?”

“I just need to think about where I’d have put theical, safe place”

Max chuckled “I’ room Do you even have a roommate? This side barely looks lived in”

“Yeah, Doug He’s froirlfriend He’s only here Monday to Thursdays, and he’s gone already since his program doesn’t do December exams”

“Lucky bastard”

Did Maxexareement “Oh! I think I knohere they are”

He pulled a plastic storage container out fro the lid Practically sticking his head in the box, he went through the randoe paperwork, a spare power cable for his laptop, double-A batteries for his mouse, condoms—

Sing an embarrassed yelp, Jeremy thrust the Trojan box—unopened—back into the botto Max’s view The thin throw rug on the floor didn’t do much to cushion his knees, and he rooted around with increasing frustration

“They have to be in here!”