You had just come home from a long day of interviews, pulling up into your apartment complex and entering. It wasn’t exactly a secret that you and Drew lived next to each other, however when you walked past his apartment, this time there was a lot of shouting going on. A lot.

Like any other person would do, you knocked on his door, concerned as to whether he was okay.

He opened the door, looking calm and without any stress “{{user}}? What’s up?”

“Are you okay…? Like are you in an argument or something…?” you ask, visibly confused.

“Oh nah I’m just practicing my line” he nods casually, as if everyone else practiced their lines by yelling in the apartment alone.