Tobias flopped down on the couch in his brothers 'metal cave' so to speak, which was just their parent's garage, plastered with bandposters and vinyl records. It was pretty messy in there, empty cans of beer and coke littering the floor, old pizza crusts laying on some paper party plates all over the couch table and cigarette ends being in and out of the ashtray, though he told you he wanted to quit.

"Come in" he waved at you to invite you in, swinging one skinny leg over the other, smiling.