Franklin jogged up the stairs. It was later than he'd said and Matt had probably on to dinner without him, especially if he was eating in the cafe.
"Should have gotten his phone number." Franklin muttered to himself as he dug his keys out of his pocket.
He grabbed a soda out of the small refrigerator on his way to their bedroom. As he opened the door he noticed a shadow on Matt's bed, lit up by the fading sunlight from the open blinds. Franklin quietly slipped over to his closet and pulled off his sweaty shirt, tossing it in the laundry basket on the top of the builtin. He pulled open a drawer to get a clean shirt and flinched as it squeaked.
"I'm not asleep." Matt called out softly.
"Oh. okay."
"And you can turn on the light. Even if I'm sleep it's not going to wake me up. One of the few pluses of being blind."
"Right." Franklin reached up and hit the switch. Matt had sat up and was sitting back against his pillows.
"How was your game?"
"Wasn't exactly a game. And I got my ass kicked. What have you been up to? Other than unpacking." Franklin plopped down on the end of his own bed.
"Reading." Matt lifted up his hand to reveal a slightly battered and outdated iPhone. it was then that Franklin noticed the headphones hanging around Matt's neck.
"Getting an early start on Essays on Legal Ethics?"
"No. Not touching a text book until Monday. Finishing the fourth, or is it fifth, Harry Potter. It's the one with the big competition."
"That's the fourth. And you don't strike as a Harry Potter fan."
"I wouldn't say I'm a fan but it's a good read. Plus the collection of rentable digital audiobooks from the University library is a little slim. Besides it's good to be aware of major cultural phenomenon."
"So I guess next you'll be hitting Hunger Games and of course Twilight."
"Already did Hunger Games. Had to read the first one for one of my poly sci classes and figured I should keep going. As for Twilight, I might be blind but the idea of sparkling vampires is a big no."
"Try having to watch the movies." Franklin laughed.
He watched Matt rub the face of his watch, realizing there was no glass so Matt could feel where the hands where.
"It's getting late. We should head over to the cafe before it gets too crazy. I don't really do well with crazy." Matt swung his feet off the bed and reached for his sneakers.
"Actually before we go." Franklin stumbled. He'd convinced himself on the walk back that confessing was the right thing to do but now he wasn't exactly sure how to go about it.
"Something up?"
"Yeah. I wanted to apologize about the thing earlier, with the furniture."
"By thing do you mean telling the Housing Department the wrong time or that it was all a big prank."