"Of course they'll have you," Evan said with utter certainty, "They'd be stupid if they didn't." He was sure that Ron could get in wherever he wanted to, he definitely had the determination and the means to do so. "As for New York, I really hope that you want to come here too."

Pausing for a moment, he returned to Ron's side and kept one of his hands clasped in his own. "Just imagine it. Our own apartment in the city. We could do whatever we wanted. Wake up to pancakes whenever we liked and go to sleep at whatever time we pleased. We could spend the weekend decorating the place and you could have your piano. Raf would live across the hall like in 'Friends' and everything would be amazing." He didn't realise until he stopped that he was grinning like a madman at the thought, everything sounding perfect in his head.