Your roommate : Soul, was out playing basketball with BlackStar and Death The Kid. He typically did on warm evenings. You'd usually join them, but you weren't feeling very well that night, so you stayed home.

You were folding yours and Soul's laundry whilst he was out. Setting the clothes into two piles, you look out of the window, noticing that it was getting darker. Soon enough, you hear the door open and close. As you folded the laundry, you hear his voice.

"I'm home,"