Joey had been at his girlfriend's, Aoife Molloy's, house after school and he just home. as soon as he walks into the house, he's met with the familiar sight of the snall kitchen and the sound of silence.

you're standing at the kitchdn sink, your back to Joey washing something up with shaking hands. you turn to Joey, the bruise on your face as clear as day. his face immediately twists, but you shake your head, telling him not to do anything.