Three months. Three short months. Foggy couldn't believe that was how little time had passed by. If felt like just yesterday his mother was hugging him goodbye and now he was heading home to see her.

Unfortunately not one of his numerous family members could pick him up, so he was doomed to spend the hour and a half long ride back home cramped on a bus. With a duffel no less! He didn't necessarily need to bring the duffel, but he had a pile of dirty laundry and a free wash machine calling his name.

In his haste to pack, book a bus ticket, and make sure he was ready on time, Foggy had honestly forgotten to ask his roommate what his plans for the holiday were.

When Foggy paused to think about it, he hadn't really seen Matt all day, and they'd both been unbelievably busy with homework the week leading up to break. Sadistic professors and their bullshit midterms left little time to discuss personal plans.

When Foggy awoke at quarter to nine that morning Matt had been dressed with one foot out the door. He'd bid Foggy 'good morning', promised to talk with him before he left, then disappeared out the door.

That had been nearly four hours earlier. Foggy's bus departed at two, any chance of a goodbye were quickly dwindling down to none.

The door opened with a swish and shut with a soft click not a second later. Matt, nose red and runny, stood rubbing his hands together in the threshold of their dorm. "I should've warn my scarf," He commented with a smile. "It's pretty chilly out there."

Foggy blinked at his roommate in confusion. "Were you outside this whole time?"

"Not the whole time, no. I just had a few errands to run. Anyway, when does your bus leave?"

Foggy checked his watch and paled when he saw the time. "Twenty-five minutes, shit I gotta run!"

Matt easily side-stepped out of the way of Foggy's swinging duffel and bid his friend farewell. "Happy Thanksgiving Foggy."

"You too! Talk to ya later!"

The door slammed shut and left an unpleasant ring that lingered in Matt's ears for a minute. When he was certain Foggy hadn't forgotten anything he collapsed onto his bed with a tired groan.

He didn't have anywhere to go for the holiday, just one of the many perks of being an orphan. The fact didn't usually bother him, but when the entire campus was drenched with excited anticipation for the family get-togethers, Matt couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Which was why he'd chosen to spend the vast majority of his day wondering aimlessly outside. He didn't want to bring down Foggy's mood with his melancholy attitude.

He could last five days on his own. It wasn't the first time he'd had to fend for himself and it sure as hell wouldn't be the last time. Another perk of his existence.

A/N: Sorry the ending is kind of a bummer… The next one will be happier, I promise! Also, the next story is coming in two parts. I have the first part written and the second part is in the works. Also also, happy early Thanksgiving everyone! I'll be writing and posting a belated Halloween story as soon as I'm done with the next one! Thanks so much for all the continued support, I wanna give a personal shout-out to Guest Reader Sarah who has reviewed all three chapters so far! :D You are awesome!

Until next time, have a wonderful day/night!