I could hear the door to the dorm open and close silently. The footsteps leading to my room indicated that Maximus was on his way. He opened the door slowly before shutting it behind him.
“I thought you would have been sleeping.” His low voice carried over the room. I turned to look at him, he was freshly showered, the scent of butter-cream and coconut soap lingered in the air, mixed with his natural baked bread scent.
“I have slept more in the last few days then I have in a month, I’m fine.” I reassured him with a smile as he came to join me on the bed.
“What are you drawing?” he asked.
“Just some flowers.” I told him as I moved the picture closer to him, allowing him to look. His eyes widened at the sketch.
“That's excellent, actually.” He indicated as he took the book in both
