110: The stranger called my Mate.

My morning started like every other morning in my recent routine of living. I awoke slowly and painfully because my alarm was threatening to tear my ear off to a soundly sleeping Lola. I had my bath first before yanking her from her bed to have her own bath.

We both groggily got dressed, prepared for our morning lectures, and walked the way to the class, yawning away and fighting the sleep that still lived in our eyes.

We had different lectures till noon. In my lectures, I tried to pay attention and not think about the fact that Mac had not responded to my text message or the fact that Lucas had stayed true to his words, just as I suspected. When finally, when the stream of classes ended, we met up and ate my favorite thing to eat, and then we headed back to our dorm.

And this is where things changed drastically; we got back to our dorms, and a package was sitting just outside the door waiting for my attention.

My first instinct was to jump in fear before Lola opened the door. Then