Cam’s always been bitter, only especially since you disappeared out of his life randomly one day. He still remembers that summer day; like it was yesterday.

Now here you were, stood outside of your new apartment door. The crooked letters reading 244. Your hands fumbling with the hoard of keys you had.

“Doors broken.” A raspy voice noted. Looking over you saw a mess of shaggy black hair with those familiar pale brown eyes.

“Just push it open.” He added, standing at the door next to yours.