Dante
I woke up with a renewed sense of purpose the next morning. Nora was back to me and all seemed right with the world. There was a spring in my step as I walked to the bathroom. I decided not to go for morning classes. The dorm needed a little cleanup.
I played some music on my portable speaker as I got busy arranging my stuff. The place had been slightly neglected. Asher hadn't done any cleaning before I came and I hadn't spent much time in here so it was a mess. As I took off the sheets to replace them with new ones, I remembered growing up and hating doing chores. But as an only child, I didn't have much of a choice. I had to do them.
Nora always told me how lucky I was to have no siblings to mess up the place when I was done cleaning. Coming from a home of five children, she had
