Characters: Brian and Open
Setting: Sunday Morning, outside the dorms in the Commons.
Rating: SFW
Summary: Brian's trying to figure out the best way to get into the dorm after watching another student enter it with snot covered hands. He doesn't want to catch a cold, but there are cold germs all over that door. He can feel them, even while standing a whole 15 feet away.


The other kid had been sneezing and wiping his nose with his hand between coughs and hacking for most of their walk from the library. It was a miracle, even, that Brain had managed to get out of the library; thankful that the doors always seemed to be open as he followed the boy from a safe distance. But the dorms? That was a whole other issue. There was this process that had to take place to get in them, and on top of that? You had to touch the walls and doors to get through and then there was no telling where else those germs lurked in the confined spaces of the dorm hallways and rooms.

Brian could feel his heart start to race as he tried to make himself go up to the door, and before he'd taken five steps he'd found himself turning on heel and running back to a safe distance. It was just pathetic, those whole inching closer and running away. He could only imagine the snickers and jokes being passed around by anyone who'd taken notice of his predicament.

Scrubbing the back of his head, he stared at the door again, this time with all the determination he could muster. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and took one valiant steps forward. He could do this, after all. He only have to step through it three times. Then he could go hide in his room for the rest of the day.

If he could just get through the door.