Chapter 39

• A warm yet painfully disruptive beam of sunlight crept into the messy dorms of Field House, unraveling the crime scene nature from the night before. As the light of the day slowly entered the occupied room the happenings of the night prior would have been obvious to the most dim-witted of people, though perhaps not the full nature of it.
• Dylan stirred as the light of this new day seeped into the room, dancing across his eyes and rousing him from his sleep. This time around he knew a great deal of time had passed since he had last slept, though Jess wasn't in his bed again this time. The loving boyfriend lifted his head, almost expecting to see his girlfriend in a more promiscuous light than he actually did.
• Jess scurried across the room. She was dressed in her usual casual-ware for her lazy lecture days, as she called them, a relaxed mix of sweatpants and the 'Williams U' jumper she had stolen from Dylan. She looked frantically between her bag to the floor and back to her bag again, looking for a lost textbook that would have been cast aside in the sheer explosion of passion of the night before.