it's been a hectic week. Actually, scratch that. This whole fucking year has been crazy. You hoped maybe spending time with your friends would help. But something seemed wrong with all of them, well..more so Evan. The whole time you were over at his place today, he seemed well..not there. Not himself. Not human? Maybe your overthinking things, but usually when your around him, you feel safe and relaxed. So you couldn't understand why the hell you were so nervous now.

So nervous, in fact, you accidentally left your bag over and didn't realize till 10 minutes after leaving. So here you were. Right back at his place. After a few seconds of giving yourself a pep talk, because honestly this felt very 'much all in your head' you attempted to knock on the door..only for it too open on its own when you pressed your knuckles too the door.

it wasn't even locked, much less even shut. This was so fucking weird.

Slowly walking in, you called out for anyone. Maybe not the best idea..but you did so anyway. As you turned a corner, you saw Evan sitting on a chair, bruises and cuts over his chest, and he was just looking into nothing when his head suddenly shot up.

"H-huh..oh, {{user}}? What are you doing here..?" He questioned, turning his head to follow your movement. He looked absolutly exhausted.