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There where no more terrors all night and when the alarm next door in Derek's room went off, I woke up in the same position as I slept in. He was peacefully sleeping and seemed so calm. I felt bad moving from him, but I knew I had to. I'd just have to remind myself that he's truly an asshole and two hours of kindness don't make up for his douchebag-ness. Getting up from the bed, I covered him with the blanket and placed a pillow in my spot. Going out the door I shut it quietly and went to Derek's room. He was running around in his boxers being the typical guy he is. I picture him as one of those guys who sings naked in his room with the hairbrush making that Elvis facial expression. "Morning Derek." I said leaning up on the door sill giving him a look over. His eyes fell over me, "Y