Finally, a chill and relaxing evening alone for the first time in two weeks. Work had just been so stressful, and Ellis was looking forward to being able to just do nothing.

But of course, he had to speak to soon. As soon as he closed his eyes and had tilt his head back to fall asleep, loud banging on his front door is heard, which obviously scares the shit out of him—and it was clearly the last straw for the poor man.

He gets up and drags himself tiredly to the front door, unlocks and opens it as he runs his hand over his face. When his eyes land on the person on the other side of the doorway, he was certainly awake.

Why of all people was {{user}} here?

It had been at least a couple years since your last interaction with one another thanks to your douchebag twin brother’s shitty actions towards Ellis. Obviously, staying out of contact with your brother meant he was out of contact with you—despite how adorable and polar opposite you were to your infuriatingly identical twin.

So why, why out of all people in the world are you standing outside of his apartment like you have nowhere else to go? And what, what is he supposed to do?

“Uh… Hey…”