I've been having a little bit of trouble finding inspiration so many of the chapters I know I do better. But this is just like, a rough draft so feel free to help me with ideas. I'd like to evade love triangles though ._.

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Hope woke up in an unfamiliar place, with a light blanket on him.
'What in the world..'
He turned his head and saw a snowstorm outside. He tried to get up, but fell back on his head. A figure appeared from the other side of the room.
"You're awake."
He knew that voice. Lightning.
As she walked closer to him, he realized his vision was awfully blurry.
"Lightning..."
"You passed out right after you got here." She glanced at the clock. "You've been out for a good 3 hours or so."
Hope rubbed his eyelids, and his view adjusted better this time. "Sorry for causing trouble."
She suddenly put a hand on his forehead, which made his jerk back.
"What? I just wanted to know if you were sick."
Hope raised a hand to his forehead and realized he was burning up.
"Oh." he gulped.
Lightning scoffed. "Wait here, I probably have some medecine."
Hope thanked her, his face buried in his hands. He sighed loudly as he slid them off (the hands, not anything else), and took another look outisde. The snow was all over the window, making it look like that's the only thing out there.
'How am I going to get home?' He thought, getting up and walking to the window.
"Hope, I got it."
She turned to the window, and saw him.
Hair almost as white as the snow, a pale complexion to match, those green eyes practically glitterering like glowsticks in the dark. (whaaaat?)
She fought back a big part of the blush that was rising to her face, but turned her head and quickly threw the medecine to him, in which he caught easily.
'Nonononononononono, what the hell are you thinking?! Glowsticks, really?!" she thought as she shook her head.

Hope asked for a glass of water and Lightning points to the table beside the couch he was resting in.
"I poured that down a little before you woke up, I think it's still hot."
He walked back to the couch and sat on it, picking up the cup.
"Thanks."
He took out a pill from the many there was and with a gulp of water, swallowed it. He rubbed his throat as the pill slid down.
"This has a... Unique taste."
Lightning chuckled. "Tastes awful but it works. Chinese stuff."
"Oh."
She sits down on the table on front of him, and they both lock eyes.
"You haven't been sleeping for a while, haven't you?" she asks him.
Hope shifts his eyes elsewhere, fighting the blood rising to his cheeks.
"Well, that is... I've been having a little more work than usual and.."
"Work?" Ligjtning lift an eyebrow. "You work already?"
"Well I'm 16, so yes I can."
"What kind of work do you do?" She flinches as an idea crosses her mind. "D-don't tell me that you..."
Hope couldn't fight black the blush this time.
"N-no I don't do that kind of job! Don't get any weird ideas like that?"
"Oh? But how did you know what I was thinking about?"
"Argh."
They laughed.
"Ok, enough jokes. What kind of job do you do?"
Hope leans his head on his forehead. "I just do a little but of basic analyzing in building blueprints for my father."
"You father..? The guy who..?"
"Yeah that was him. It was all him. The school's pillars were grandpa, mom and dad."
"G-grandpa..? He's the director?!" She said, her eyes widening a little.
Hope was about to answer, but it suddenly got all dark. The lights were out. Godamn that snowstorm was strong. Lightning put a hand on his shoulder.
"Just keep going, It'll come back eventually."
"What's there to continue about? I already told you."
"What about why you do the work?"
"Why... That is..."
The lights came back on, and lightning saw the expression on Hope's face.
"Nevermind that then." she said, getting up.

Her gaze shifted to the window. 'He can't possibly go home in this storm, and with a fever like that too.'
She glanced one more time in Hope's direction, who's head was now lowered, and then walked to the kitchen again.
'Not going to order a take-out either, maybe they'll make me pay extra or shit.'
He pulls up her sleeves and opens the refrigirator.
'Guess I'll have to cook something.'

Hope came back from his awful trance thanks to the smell if something from the kitchen in the next room. He got up to see what Lightning was doing, and saw spagetti noodles on the table.
"Smells good." he says, supporting himself on the table.
Lightning glanced at him from over her shoulder. "Thanks. Hope you'll like it." (-get the bad pun?)
"I think I will." And he takes a seat at the table to watch her cook.

They eat in silence, and when they're done Lightning asks him if he feels well enough to take a shower.
"No it's okay. I'll take one when I get home." the younger teen says politely, lifting a hand.
"And you think I'm going to let you go home in this weather in that state?" she scoffs at him, arms crossed.
"Uh... Yeah?"
"Wrong. You're staying here for the night."
"W-what? But I'm fine now, I took your chinese stuff!"
"Well it's not enough, get some shut-eye if you can't take a shower."
She said that in a way that kind of scared Hope, si he lowered his head saying 'Got it'.
He hate to admit it, but it was the first night he'd slept for more than 3 hours in a month.

Thank you for reading! Please review! (hungry for them, onomnomnomnom)