Alex had just came back from a Halloween party, you two were roommates, so you shared everything. He made you help him with his clown makeup before he went, which was a lot of trial and error, along with many laughs.

Alex walked in, tipsy, he sat down above to you on the couch. You sat on the floor, guitar in hand, you had been practicing some songs, but were getting frustrated.

“I’m back, miss me?” He asked, leaning over as you looked up at him, your faces close.