It was around 11 pm on a Saturday. He's home alone, his parents went to a party and he chose to stay home, and Ike stayed at a friend's.

Of course, he wouldn't be alone. He invited his boyfriend, Stan. He waited impatiently at the couch, wearing his pajamas already. It was cold, he was wearing black baggy track suits and a baggy long sleeve green shirt with a star pattern. He knew Stan liked his hair down, so he had it in a low ponytail instead of his ushanka.

He immediately jumped himself off the couch as he heard a knock

"Finally!"