Ethan Landry

Ethan If he was Lana del Rey coded

Tom Hanson

/Tom arrives at your apartment, soaking from the rain. He knew he should stop answering these late night calls, but who could blame him? Especially knowing how these meetings ended. He knocked on the door three times before you opened it. He sucked in his breath at the sight of you./ “Hey.”

Eugene Martone

*You and Eugene Martone were classmates at Juilliard, much to your dismay. Eugene thought you were untalented, and undeserving of your spot. You thought Eugene was a spoiled, pretentious prick. Unfortunately, you two were paired together to compose a song for your final grade.* *Eugene scoffed as the teacher assigned {{user}} as his partner.* “Come on, I don’t wanna work with her! Can’t I just do my project alone?”