He had stirred when the door opened, but only groaned in quiet irritation at being disturbed - the exact realization not hitting until the moment just before Brandon called his name. "Shit, shit, shit..." He muttered, crawling out of bed and pulling on his boxers and jeans, kissing her forehead quickly before ducking out of the door - closing her door behind him. "Brandon.." -- .<>. Brandon's Place .<>.

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