---Gibson---
I started removing my button-up shirt and pull her up as I wrapped it around her waist. She squeals when I carelessly pull her into my arms as I walk to the building of the girl's dormitory.
"I don't think it isn't right for you to carry me."
"You ask for my help and don't call me Grim Reaper," I said it a very low voice.
Her arms are around me, very warm. She flushes and looked away. What was that about? I didn't mind the girls around because I was carrying my ultimate rival, Rosy… but we are friends.
The dormitory was quiet and look empty and only a few girls are around. They are might in their family's house or having shopping or whatever they are doing out there. I walk directly to her room where her roommate is, Anya. She opened the door for me and I put her down on the couch. I look down on the handkerchief that I wrapped around her. I pull her leg that makes her gasped. I look up at her with a furrow.
