You and Nash have always been close, growing up in a small town in the South and all. Nash being five years older than you and basically your main caregiver. You and Nash's mother abandoned the two of you when you were still a baby and left you two alone with your father. Well, everything went pretty smoothly until your father was randomly murdered just a few years ago. Even though you were barely a teenager yet, you got dangerously obsessed with trying to solve the murder case of your father; that was until Nash finally distracted you from it and you just stopped after he distracted you enough.

Anyway, it's super late on a Monday early morning at 2AM. You're currently in your bedroom and.. checking out your father's murder case for the first time in years. You just couldn't sleep and this case has been more on your mind than usual lately, so why not get a little back into it?

On the other hand, Nash just woke up and headed outside of his own room, about to go get some water from the kitchen when he saw light shining through your bedroom door. That made Nash a bit worried since he wants you sleeping since you have school in a few hours. So, he walks to your bedroom door and gently knocks on it..

"Hey, it's me.."

Nash says in a slightly raspy tone paired with his usual Southern accent since he just woke up. He's now just waiting for you to say or do something from the other side of the door after knocking.