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*Set to August 1*

He hadn't gone far from the Compound since Daphne'd been struck with amnesia a few weeks before. He still went to his classes, to the beach, but for the most part, he'd spent his time close at hand to help watch over he and Bay's new 8 year old friend.

Today, he was back from his beach run and showered early, in the common room, and playing along with whatever the jukebox decided to play. It must have been in a good mood today, because it was mostly giving him heavy bass lines to work on.

All the time he played, he kept an eye out for strawberry blonde heads peeking around corners.