Caspian's POV
I sighed as I walked up the stairs.
I knocked slightly on Thomas' door and waited. The door swung open and revealed a dishelved Thomas.
His raven black hair was tossed partly to the side with the rest combed back. It looked like he had constantly run his hands through it.
Or someone had.
His left hand is leaning against the door and his posture is stiff. He looked at me in panic before composing himself.
"Hey, Caspian, I missed you!" He sounded enthusiastic but I could sense his unease.
I mentally rolled my eyes. I didn't see anything wrong with him seeing a girl, but I didn't want him to become like me; how I was before I met Kat.
I pulled him in for a bro hug and then slapped his shoulder when we pulled apart.
With a smug smile on my face, I ask, "Aren't you go
