Flatmates Ch. 7
Hey, check it out, chapter 7 of Flatmates! As always you can read on Ao3, here [x]. If you enjoy, please like, kudos, reblog, comment, w/e. Shoutout to my AU girl gang @feuillesmortes and @harritudur. Thanks for reading!
It wasn’t hard to get back into the swing of classes after the break. Henry liked to work, liked to keep busy, to keep his mind engaged. He’d already given most of his course books a light perusal and knew his schedule by heart.
It was odd now, living by himself. It wasn’t that he wasn’t cut out for it, because really it suited his reclusive nature quite to a tee, but rather, he did sometimes miss having others around him. Maybe that was why he spent so much time on campus or else holed up in a cafe sipping coffee and working on his assignments.
He was at one such place on the Friday of the first week of the semester, a quaint little coffee shop just down the road from his new flat. They didn’t have places like this in his old neighborhood. Just the little corner pubs and loads of residential buildings cramped together and nearly tumbling down. He was on the other side of campus now, the posher side, he realized.
Henry leaned back in his chair, pushing his wire frame glasses up to band about his crown as he rubbed at his sore eyes. The font in his economics text was positively minuscule and he had to take frequent breaks. Or at least, his Ophthalmologist had warned him that it was good for him to take such breaks so as to avoid eye strain.
Eye strain? Henry hardly believed that was a real thing at all.