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the_calm_before (the_calm_before) wrote in paxletalelogs,

Ren opened the door wider when he realized who was behind it. Shae! What was he doing here at this time of night? He blinked a little bit, surprised to see his friend but smiled all the same. He stepped back and motioned for him to come in.

"Hey, what are you doing down here?" He waited until the other man had walked in before he closed the door and locked it again. He followed behind the other man and slipped his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants. He looked down at the book that was under Shae's arm and tilted his head wondering why it looked so familiar...

"Hey," Ren spoke slowly and walked forward reaching out for the book. "That's mine isn't it? My sketch book. Where did you find it? I looked everywhere for that thing."

Ren looked up and finally saw the difference in his friend. He hadn't seen that sort of uncomfortable look in the man's eyes, as if something agitated him. It wasn't that he looked much different; there was just something off about him tonight. Ren was also close enough to smell the lingering sent of nicotine and alcohol that hung on him like an extra set of clothes. He hadn't known Shae for very long, just a few months really, but he hadn't known him for random late night visits. Ren himself hadn't actually ever invited anyone to his apartment since he had moved in.

"Shae, man, are you alright? What happened?"