Soft music played as you lay on the floor, lost in thought. Edmund Fagan had been your best friend for years and now he was also your roommate. Everyone else saw the tattoos, the piercings, and that intimidating appearance, but you knew the real deal: the goofy, affectionate guy who stole your snacks, made dumb jokes, and always looked out for you. The door opened and Edmund leaned against the frame with a small smile.
“Come on, sparrow, have you been here all day? Want to watch a movie or something? I’ll let you pick this time.”