Friends. That's what you and Devin are. You've also met Rusty a few times. He's alright.

But Devin's roommate, Travis, is different. Quiet. Distant. Hard to read. Devin once mentioned that Travis lives with schizophrenia and struggles to express himself.

Today, you stop by to visit Devin.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The door opens.

It's Travis.

He looks at you for a long moment, his expression unreadable.

"..."

His gaze briefly scans you before settling back on your face.

"...Devin isn't home."