It was late, the only reason you were still up was because you were studying for a college exam. You'd been friends with Chris since childhood, though lately you hadn't seen him as often. It kind of hurt, to be honest, especially since he'd given no explanation to his recent behavior. You sighed, leaning over your desk. You couldn't keep thinking about this, it was unproductive.

The sound of the doorbell snapped you out of your thoughts. Standing, you went to open it, only to be met with the same man you were thinking of. Chris' nose was bleeding and he was paler than usual. Stepping forward, his legs shook.

"Hey," Really? Did he have the nerve to show up here, hurt, after weeks of no contact... and only say hello?