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Literature

A Little Stolen Trust Cpt. 1

The apartment wasn’t exactly in disarray, not by Colfax’s standards, but it wasn’t as organized as he usually liked to keep things. Books had an order, things were easy to find in the kitchen, and he was never far away from a pillow in case he needed to take a power nap. His sister had jokingly called it a bachelor pad many times. He didn’t fully get why it was meant as a teasing remark. It was the truth.He had a system, and it didn’t make sense to everyone, but it worked for him. Most of the time. For now, as he gathered his supplies for the afternoon classes in which he was the lucky TA, he didn’t have time to put everything away. It wasn’t the first time he’d lost track of the hour during his studies, and wouldn’t be the last.It meant leaving many of his notes spread on the living room floor, when normally they’d at least be stacked somewhere. Maybe the desk, maybe the couch cushion, but the point was they’d be all together. Now, his floor might as well be carpeted in paper, printed