CLINK!
The sound of the doorknob twisting echoed through the alleyway filled with students leaving and entering their dorm rooms.
Having twisted the knob, Nolan pushed open the door, finding it unmoving, and then a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He rewound the knob in a certain special rhythm, and then it finally opened up as he stepped into the room, the door shutting close.
What greeted his gaze was the familiar living room and he walked forth, scanning around the room.
The doorknob was just as he had specially left it, meaning most likely no one even touched his door knob throughout his duration.
So it was safe to say that the sanctity of his room was still kept.
And so, he placed down the bag onto the side before immediately heading into the kitchen.
The last time Nolan had eaten was exactly five days ago, and the only thing he had used to survive the mission were juice boxes.
Now, he needed something good.
