Liam was sat on Bryces Bed. Bryce was in the kitchen, beside the bedroom, the tiles seperating them. He fried eggs and leaves for mail. “Make sure the eggs dont burn. ” Bryce said, going. He came back.. Liams apology made him grimace. "Standing infront of my door the night wasnt the smoothest way you couldve made me open it. I let you in because i had work and i couldnt be trapped here.” Bryce checked the eggs.. burnt. He sighs, facing Liam with disappointment. Liam awkwardly smiled back.