Two hours passed in a blur as Asher's consciousness was swallowed by the dream realm, the next moment, a knock echoed through the room, Asher's eyes fluttered open, his purple eyes meeting the roof, and with a soft sigh, he rose as he walked towards the door, his movements slow yet composed.
Opening it, he saw Finch and William already standing, leaning against either side of the wall as they waited for him to open the door.
They didn't even speak to him, they simply walked past him as they made their way to his living room, Asher simply shook his head as his living room now seemed to be their gathering point for the past seven months. He closed the door and walked to the living room, upon arriving, he sat as he spoke.
"So, how was class?" His tone calm and low.
