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Around 10 that night is when Layton finally puts his key into the lock. It's been a long day, and all he wants is to go back to bed.
Of course, this plan is thwarted the minute he steps into his apartment, seeing Melanie laying across the couch, balancing a textbook across her lap.
He shakes his head, and sighs. "Breaking and entering again?"
"It was not, I got one of your neighbors to let you in." She shrugs, looking up. "Where have you been?"
"Out doing what most people our age are doing. Can I ask why you're here?" He comes over to where she's sitting, and she moves, pulling her legs closer into her chest, sitting up.
"Snuck out of a party. Joseph will be pissed in the morning, so I couldn't go back home, but...and, I mean, I figured you would be here. But you weren't, and basically everyone I know is also still at that stupid party. So I stayed." She shrugs. "I can go, if you want me to."
"No, it's alright. What lie did you use to get in this time?"
"Told them I was your girlfriend, that I had a surprise planned for you, and would one of them please let me in. It worked, so..."
Layton laughs. "I'll have to let Zarah know the next time she comes over, the neighbors no longer think we're dating. We'll just have to change their minds about that."
Melanie fake-gags, and shakes her head. "I do not wanna hear about that. I'll throw myself out the window."
He shakes his head, smiling. "Alright. Do you wanna watch something?"
She nods. "Sure. I don't have to be back until...noon, I'm pretty sure."
He holds his arms out, and she moves, laying in his lap. He turns on the TV, and the rest of the night turns into a blur.