Capítulo 18: Chapter 18

Slowly, Marcus slides out of the bed, breathing a silent sigh of relief when his bedmate lets out a light snore without waking. Marcus is still fully dressed, down to his tennies, and though his memories are foggy, he can vaguely recall that they’d only gotten through a few messy make out moments before passing out, thankfully.

Marcus nearly trips over his own feet as the laundry basket emits a loud buzzing noise. He rushes over to the basket and fishes his phone out from the folds of a hoodie, grimacing as he scrolls through the slightly blurry texts.

Blair: lmao where tf are u? u bailing on us?

Blair: um

Blair: for real tho where u at

Blair:????

Blair: are u ok?

Blair: look its 15 min til halftime like…are u gonna show or what? do i need to send Jack out to look for u?

Blair: im sending Jack. lmk if u need smtg ok? <3