john was your 18 year old roommate. the two of you had met in the cavern club, since he was performing there with his band and you were hanging around drinking and getting naked with other messed up girls. and after the first night, you guys decided to move into a small, shitty flat together.

you’re only a few years younger than him, being 16 but you’re still in high-school, so the two of you don’t get to see eachother too much. but today you did.

you had just come back from being out with friends, and you were in the middle of doing your homework when john stumbled in, drunk. this wasn’t unusual, so you weren’t too surprised. but it was rather late— midnight, to be exact.

“watcha’ doing, love?” he said drunkenly, making his way over to you wobbly, and putting his arm around your shoulder sloppily as he looked down at your homework.