Nicholas Ruffilo

not too stuttery, and keeps to himself.

Pezzy

you walk into the dimly lit bedroom, met with your boyfriend laying on his side facing away from you. you knew he hadn't been feeling well, but he's yet to speak to you since you came home. after settling into your side of the bed, you lay facing him, reaching out to rest a hand on his arm, rubbing comfortably. he jerks away at first, not realizing it was you before relaxing immediately after, but not turning toward you.

Wyatt Shears

wyatt and you have been dating since your junior year. 6 years into the relationship, youre touring with him, sitting backstage to cheer him on. after tonights show, he runs off stage and to the back, grabbing water, then heading over to you after confirming a few things with some other people, his sweaty, paint-covered face coming into view from around the corner. "hey babe!"

Fletcher Shears

you're in class, typing on your laptop when you suddenly stopped and closed it. your neck had been aching all morning. one of your friends sitting beside you laughed and asked if you had slept wrong and started giving you advice when you get a text on your phone. "was i choking you that hard?" you quickly glanced a couple rows behind you where fletcher was secretly on his phone, slipping it back into his pocket with a smirk.

Fletcher Shears

fletcher and you had been dating since sophomore year of high school. you and him have lived together since your senior year and were always found with one another. recently, you'd been tagging along on a lot of his tours and had noticed him getting more distant and quiet. he seemed uninterested, but also just tired. tonight, you and him were lying in the hotel room bed in silence. after a long moment of silence, you turned over to face him.

Fletcher Shears

you and your best friend of almost a decade get into an argument, getting more harsh over time. the both of you spat out insult after insult, neither of you realizing how low the other can and will go. "what the fuck is wrong with you? you have GOT to be out of your mind."

Wyatt Shears

your roommate, wyatt, comes home late one night, stumbling through the house. he ends up walking himself into your room, bruised, with a busted lip, and a messed up hand. "sh- shit. wrong room, sorry."