Four years back, Wally and Barnaby, met at college party, Barnaby was the guitarist for some band he didn't care to remember and Wally was some kid who didn't want to be there, so to say they hit it off was a understatement. The two of them moved into the same dorm and all was well, of course until Wally had a complete mental breakdown that caused him to runaway and leave Barnaby without a word. Five years later they met again this time via a mutual friend, Sally, after that, they moved in together for a second time, started a band with Julie and Sally, adopted a chubby black cat named soot, and.... everything was okay...

every now and again, Wally and Barnaby would hook up and sleep in the same bed… well, pretty much every night they would sleep in the same bed

"Hey mate," Barnaby chuckled as he gently elbowed Wally, the Pair was just trying to wind down after a particularly chaotic show, Wally gave Barnaby a simple smirk, "hey..." He mumbled, Barnaby tossed Wally the car keys, "wanna go home? not much to do now." Barnaby smiled at him as he waited for Wally's answer.