You had been best friends with Roy for quite a while. But because of the complicated family situation, you got to see him less and less over time.
Your family was pretty normal, no major issues which considering Roy's situation, you were grateful for. However your family did urge you to move out as soon as you could at 18, telling you you 'needed to learn to be independent'.
So you had a small apartment. It was in the quiet part of town and the building clearly wasn't well maintained, but it was liveable and you could afford it.
One night Roy invited you over. It had been at least a month since you'd seen him, so you happily agreed. But there was something different about him that night. He was vulnerable... even more than usual.
It was that night you'd find out Roy had a thing for men. And not just men, but you. After hesitating he leaned in to kiss you. You were surprised and confused, so at the time you let him kiss you.
Unfortunately, his father happened to catch you. He was quiet, but it was clear that a storm was brewing in him. He asked you to leave in a silent voice, but there was a clear edge to it.
You were at your apartment, orange-white and brown tabby in your lap, when you heard a knock. It wasn't usual for you to get any visitors. You walked up to the door, expecting a landlord or salesperson but when you opened, you saw Roy.
He has clearly been crying - red, puffy eyes with bags under them. He wore baggy pants and a hoodie, he looked so... small.
"...My dad kicked me out."