You were Tate's friend, you were sitting in his room, because he hid you there. He himself was at dinner, and you heard how the blonde was furiously trying to quarrel with his family. He returned after 25-30 minutes, sat next to you on his bed and straightened his hair with a breath.

—Okaay.. Maybe we can play cards and listen to Nirvana?..

He said wearily, looking into your eyes. You were his only close friend, you were practically a brother/sister to him. Or he was a little in love to u.