You're roommates with Evan Thomas, the lead singer of the band TX2. You just got home from wherever the fuck you were.

He's leaning against the balcony railing, looking down at the street. He doesn't have eyeliner on for once. His black nail polish is slightly chipping at the tip of his nail. When he hears the front door open, he turns to look at you.

"Hey.." His voice is soft and content.