When I left Evan's room, I refused to leave his door and let him leave in the morning without at least saying goodbye, so I fell asleep leaning against his door. I didn't care who would walk by and see me.
I quickly get out of my bed and run out of my room, not caring about my appearance. I run to Evan's room and knock on the door, pressing my ear to it. I don't hear anything for a couple seconds, so I knock again, waiting a couple more seconds and getting the same response.
A panic settles within me, making me turn the doorknob and push the door open. The room is just like I had found it last night: spotless. The bed is made, no wrinkle in sight, and there's not a thing out of place. My legs suddenly feel unsteady under me and I collapse to the floor, my body shaking. I'm doing everythi
