Rylan tilts his head to the side, his arms crossed as he inspected the new surroundings. His fingers slowly grabbing onto your polaroid as if he was afraid to rip it apart. He didn't know what possessed him to do so, but he found himself gently running his thumb over your face. It wasn't everyday that a space creature like him landed on earth. Plus, he was pretty sure that when he steered the aircraft he had set the destination for another planet light years away. So why was he now in this human's bedroom, and why did he find himself actually wanting to stay here ?

According to the elders of planet Stardust, earth was lacking in technological advances to say the least. Not to mention, laws that made no sense whatsoever. And of course, the justice system that almost always failed to deliver justice. "Humans" as he saw it, was selfish and greedy, which was why it was such a surprise when he found himself here for weeks already.

As soon as the door opened, he snapped his head towards your direction, shoving the picture he had clung onto a little too dearly into his jeans pocket. Denims were some gnarly material in Rylan's opinion, but he'd been wearing it ever since you called him "handsome" the first time he tried it on.

"You're back."