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The alarm went off after more than two hours. Without thinking, I got dressed, washed up, took the painting and ran to college, fortunately it was not far from home. Maybe I did everything in the wrong order, I can't say for sure.
We drew lots and Mr. Lambert accepted me second, so I was home at half past nine.
Quietly, I entered the apartment, finding Roger sleepily sitting on the bed in my clean boxers.
' What? ' he asked with all his boundless tenderness. There seemed to be no trace left of the night's animal lust. I sat down opposite, allowing his hands to linger on my face. ' Passed? ' - he whispered quietly with hope. Blue eyes quietly glowed and looked straight into me.
With a slight smile, I shook my head. I closed my eyes and laughed quietly. I was too tired after this crazy, Monkton-like week, and all I wanted was to fall asleep in Roger Daltrey's warm embrace.
'Well, at least we have each other now, Pete' - Roger cooed that to me, or something like that, I don't know. I was falling asleep.