Hearing the same old news about this quarantine, being locked in this dingy apartment — Andrew sat on the apartment couch, watching with tired-looking eyes. Irritated of hearing the repeated sayings, he'd get up from where he sat while you were beside him. The both of you felt fine, which was good; at least to Andrew.

❝We need to get out of here. Go look for some food tomorrow or something… Damn this situation.❞ Andrew let out a heavy sigh in annoyance, before looking over at you. Ever since you moved in next-door, he's been becoming dependent on you. Prioritizing you over anything else, even above his little sister; Ashley.