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Liam wasn't hurt by the fact that Spencer didn't want him as a roommate, but rather annoyed that he'd have to deal with an arrogant jerk every day for the rest of his senior year. He took a bite of the food that said jerk had cooked, ignoring his comment about not getting too comfortable, and sat the plate down on one of the nightstand. Just ignore him for now, Liam. He gave himself a mental pep talk as he stared at his belongings. He needed to unpack as soon as possible and head straight to the main dance studio. The senior showcase was fast approaching, and Liam was in charge of the part of the show the dance department would be putting on and still needed to touch up some of the choreographies before sharing them with everyone else. He exhaled softly and moved the large suitcase from the floor to the bed, unzipping it to bring out its contents. He'd been so caught up in the task, he didn't even hear Spencer's footsteps.

"Look, I am sorry." the small boy's head raised as he twirled around to face the guy. There was an odd look on his face, a look Liam couldn't quite place. "You can either accept it or not, I really do not care but since you're here, we should at least try to get along, I guess." Though he had a point, Liam kept to himself the fact that Spencer had been the one to start the feud. He decided to just accept the apology but wasn't even given a chance to respond as Spencer walked away before he could. Liam bit on his bottom lip for a moment, deciding to leave things be for now. He wasn't one to hold grudges, and if Spencer was decent enough to apologize, then Liam could surely move passed it.

It took a while to pull everything out of their hiding place and into their new home for the next 9 months. Turns out he'd brought a lot more than he'd planned on. Thankfully, the senior dorms not only had dressers but a decent sized closet as well. "Finally" he exhaled, shoving the suitcase into the back of the closet. He then proceeded to pull out a pair of sweatpants, t-shirt, and comfortable sneakers. Anyone that knew Liam knew that this attire meant it was time to get serious. He walked out into the common area, heading first to the refrigerator to grab a bottle and water, before making a quick stop by Spencer's room after deciding it was probably best to make peace before leaving. "Tell you what." he started, leaning against the doorframe just as Spencer had done before. "I'll make dinner tonight to pay you back from the delicious omelet, and we can start off fresh." He put on a genuine smile, not as big and bright as when he'd first walked in, but enough to let Spencer know he accepted the apology.