Nineteen

Iris Miller

In the morning, Malaki made me breakfast. I was still in his clothes, and didn’t want to change into the dress again. It was the weekend so everyone would be sleeping in so I didn’t think I would have to worry about people seeing me stumble into the dorm with his clothes on. Once we finished breakfast, he took me back to the dorms.

When I opened the door, I found my roommates sitting in the living room eating breakfast while watching tv and ...