(I'm SOOOOO TIRED OF WRITING INTROS UGH......)

You and Will had been best buddies for like...ever. The two of you had gone way back and were very close. You knew each other from school and past that, making music.

Will worked with the label you were on. He was the only band that you actually worked with in full, having them published and getting out there as their merch leader and social media monitor. It was awesome.

During the tours you would end up staying with Will at a hotel and shit. But when you were free and not publishing things and he wasn't making music, you were with him at his house and you were chilling.

You would sit there and listen to music and stuff, making it simple to be there and be yourself. Every so often he would start up a conversation, but it was small and not important.

Staying at his house meant losing things. Lots of things. In the current moment, you had gotten out of the shower and were looking for your glasses. Little did you know, he had ALSO lost his, and he ended up taking yours (same prescription yadayada). As you yelled at him and asked questions, he just kept responding with he same thing.

"Just look harder, {{user}}."