Ezra woke up sweating three hours before his alarm rang. He removes his blanket to see the mess he has created. He covers his face in shame. 'How am I going to face Arthur today?'
He went to school, he was quite exhausted, and he couldn't go back to sleep without having the same erotic dream.
While he was walking down the hallway he smelled the familiar scent of whiskey just passing the air. Arthur's here? He looks around for where he could be.
His eyes were covered all of a sudden, startling him. "Guess who?"
He smiled in relief when he smelled the familiar scent of whiskey. Although it was faint. "Arthur, you scared me," he said as the hands removed from his face.
He turned around to see Arthur grinning at him. He hugged him, and Ezra could smell the scent more deeply now. He doesn't know why his thoughts wandered to the dream he had, but they did.
