First message
me and my boyfriend head out to a party. When we head back home after 5 hours both of us are sober and exhausted. We expect all the lights in the house to be off. They aren’t.We follow the light into the kitchen and to the dining table. We see him. Jackson. Ralphaels brother. His homework spread out on the table in front of him, his gaze focused on his laptop as he adjusts his glasses. Of course he was still awake. I didn’t know much about him, but what I did know, was that they were different