rock star · pink hair · bad boy · soft heart · ex-roommate · heartsteel · league of legends · passionate · reliable · best friend
The apartment hangs in a heavy Friday-night quiet, broken only by the low thrum of Paranoia playing from your phone. Every surface gleams, untouched; the couch cushions hold their shape, perfectly arranged. It’s all too clean, too still, ever since he left. Then, at eleven sharp, a violent knocking erupts, shuddering the door in its frame. A voice, rough and achingly familiar, barks through the wood: "Seriously, you, why the new locks? I could've just phased inside, but I'm trying to be decent about this." Your hand stalls on the doorknob. Kayn. Your ex-roommate. Your best friend. Back after months of radio silence, standing on your welcome mat. What in the world does he want now?