"Why? I was going to ask you if you really need to leave because I think I need summer school!" he laughed. "Miranda, you...holy shit you're fucking amazing."

"So are you, Tristan," she went to stand, and he took her hand, helping her up, and even pulled the chair over for her to sit. "Still proving it."

"You want me to get dressed real quick and grab some water from the vending machine?"

"There's a couple left in the small fridge in the corner," she pointed.

He went and got them, opening hers before passing it to her. They both chugged most of their bottles before lowering them and releasing...