She's At My Door

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Adam     Watching sports on my tv. That’s all I was doing tonight. After the fight with Levi, I decided to leave the party. There was nothing else to do, Leila had stomped out angry and possibly in tears.    And Sicily?    Well, Sicily clearly belongs with him. I have no chance with her, not that I mind. My heart has always belonged to Leila. I guess flirting around with other girls to forget her would never seem to work.     The best part of having my own bedroom in campus with no roommate at all was not having to deal with useless questions about my love and s*x life. It was freedom at its best.     As I laid in bed, watching the latest on Harvard’s hockey team, I heard a soft knock on the door. Lowering the volume, I got out of my bed, leaning my head against the wooden piece separ

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