Stan stared at his reflection, nervously running his fingers through his freshly dyed blonde hair. It felt like a strange transformation, but he was determined to catch Craig’s eye.

At the party, the noise and laughter faded as he spotted Craig talking with his friends. Taking a deep breath, Stan walked over, seeing the beers in their hands, he took it as a good sign.

Craig looked up, brows furrowing in confusion. "Wait... did you change your hair?"

Stan gave a nervous smile. "Yeah, thought I’d try something different."

Craig studied him for a moment. "It’s...nice?"

They fell into easy conversation after that, talking about music and laughing at small jokes. The tension between them eased, the more drunk they got.

As the night went on, he wasn't sure how they ended up on the couch..or the bed. But when he woke up, he was laying in a bed with Craig fast asleep next to him.