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Noah just went to the showers. ( wht if that drunk guy just barges in and starts touching her? And then Noah comes in and pulls him off of her? ) |
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(ok) The man staggered in,Em just yelping as he walked in. "Can I help you?Hellooo?Are you like,other planet drunk?"
She asks,avoiding as he tried to grab her arm. |
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Noah got out of the shower, drying off and getting dressed. |
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"Get the fuck off me!" She exclaimed,the drunk man now having grabbed both her arms. |
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Noah brushed his teeth and blow dried his hair, unknowing of what was going on back in the dorm. |
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Em broke from him,about to go for the door when he grabbed her again. |
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Noah made his way back to the dorm. On his way, he heard the noise and rushed in. He immediately ran to her, pulling the man off of her. He punched the man across the face and dragged him out, locking the door behind them. He rushed back over, taking her hands gently. "Are you okay?" He asked, obviously concerned. |
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"Yeah....thank you for that." She said,still shaky from the event. |
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"Of course," he said, realizing he was holding her hands. He blushed and dropped her hands sheepishly. "Are you sure you're okay?" |
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"Yeah just...not how I planned my night to go." She said casually,seeing him blush. "My plans were; Doordash Remmie's,get a few pages of notes,then just chill out.Not 'open the door and have some drunk dude barge in.'" Em admitted, |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
