“Which dorm?” I asked, trying not to think how light she was even for my exhausted upper body. “Spade Hall.” “I’m in Peregrine.” “We are,” Jamie corrected. “You two are roommates?” “Who else is gonna put up with him?” Jamie cracked. “Says the man who is the worst morning person in the history of morning people ever,” I retorted. “Ugh, mornings suck,” she said, her words tickling the back of my ear. “My people,” Jamie declared, holding his fist out.
