Sonder

Chapter 2

Before I leave the dorm, I grab my phone from my room, having to knock since I left my keys inside. Mateo opens with a tired smile, his aggressive conversation seeming to be over.

"Sorry, forgot my keys!", I quickly squeeze past him to grab my phone and keys and running back out with a quick "later". Explaining to him why I'm in such a rush would waste more time than just leaving him standing there with that look of pure irritation.

I jog down the hallway, checking the time once more and wondering why the fuck I'm even doing this, I could have taken a long hot shower then casually strolling to the café and grabbing one of their amazing cupcakes. But no! Now I'm trying to jump down the stairs in an attempt to not break my neck and crash through the double sided glass doors that lead to the open grass area with quite a few trees and the little garden our botanic students planted right in the middle.

I ignore the stares from small groups sitting on those picnic benches with a build in table, we have some of them sprawled across the entire campus and half walk half jog to the café on the other side of the artist home, that's what I call it at least. Maybe not the science side of those using it as well.

Entering the small heated room, the scent of freshly grounded coffee beans and baked goods fills my nose instantly, a faint smile tugging the corners of my lips up. The girl behind the counter, Ava, gives me a small wave and a grin while silently placing a cup in front of her.

"Hey, what can I get you?", she asks politely, her voice soft and friendly.

"I'm waiting for some friends but make sure no one gets that big cupcake over there.", I point at the biggest one through the glass and wink at her, earning a silent chuckle and anod. With one last smile, I take a seat at one of the free tables, making sure it has room for three people before pulling out my phone to check the time again. One minute to spare. Suck it Hanna!

The bell over to door goes off and I lift my gaze at the two guys entering, disappointed that it's not the twins but I do know these two, they're friends with Katja and Marty, not so much with me. I'm not even sure if they know my name. Funny thing about them though, they both share the same first name, Logan, and are basically obsessed with each other.

Logan Klein and Logan Kenneth, the first one studies music, the other one psychology. They're actually quite different from one another, from what I can tell so far, Kenneth is the type to get on your nerves in like 2,4 seconds while Klein is this quiet, calm, collective guy who keeps an eye on the situation.

The two guys walk over to one of of the other tables, taking a seat close enough for me to hear their half whispered conversation.

"I can't believe that guy killed himself, I know he didn't do much right in his life, actually I can't think of one single thing but he still should have reached out for help, don't you think?", Kenneth mumbles, dark brown eyes fixated on his phone. What is he talking about?

"I don't know.", Klein replies, brushing a hand through his gray hair before rubbing over the shaved sides.

"But imagine his poor roommate, he's the one who found him, maybe I should go check on him. His name is James, right?", Klein just nods in reply.

"And what was the kids name? Felix?", Kenneth tilts his head, finally looking up at his friend.

"Finn, you idiot, I just told you five minutes ago.", the irritation in his dark and quiet voice brings a smile to my face, even though the thick British accent is kinda uncommon for our area. I love friendships like these, although I am one of the many people who think that there has to be something going on between those two. They're like all over each other at any given time, that does not fall under the category bromance anymore.