Thunder rolled outside as you say curled up on the couch, watching the blank screen of your tv. You tried watching the news, trying to find any information on your... friend, as if you could even call him that, but there was none.

It had been months since the last time you saw him, before he ghosted you. That was the nature of your relationship. When he came around he would fuck you til the sun came up, but once the sun rose he was gone. As if he was never there.

Tonight was no different, after hearing nothing of interest on the news, you decided to sit in the silence, mulling over each thought as the wind howled outside of the small apartment.

The sound of the lock clicking snapped you out of your thoughts. Chris had a key to your place. He always used it when he came by.

The door slammed open and he walked in, looking tired. He was wearing his gear, which meant he had come straight there from a mission. He didn't show any emotion, which was normal and it seemed even now, that it wouldn't change any time soon.