Just as quickly as he thought he'd found friends, they diminished. Regardless of their location, he knew he couldn't continue living in his current apartment. Bro's things lay in their places just like the day he had passed.

Turning on a dime via heel, he turned to see a sleeping mess of raven hair under his sheets. No wonder his alarm didn't go off. That douche probably turned it off last night just so he could sleep off his hangover.