i opened the passenger door and slowly stepped out of mattias car as he did as well. i observed his house, it was a decent size, fairly larger than mine. as i was looking at the house mattia walked past me. he looked back at me, signaling me to follow him and i walked behind him up to the door. mattia grabbed a key out his hoodie pocket and unlocked the door, pushing it open and stepping to the side so i can walk in. i stepped inside the house and a cool temperature followed by a refreshing scent of air freshener filled my nose. mattia stepped in the house behind me and shut and locked the door behind me.
k: "where's your parents?"
m: i don't know. they try their best to avoid me" he shrugged nonchalantly while guiding me up the stairs to his room
k: "why?"
m: "hella homophobic. also, they just don't like me in general" we walked in his room and he closed the door behind me and tossed his book bag into a corner. his room was fairly dark with a light shade of red radiating down from his led lights. his room smelt of weed and alcohol, but surprisingly, it was an enjoyable scent.
k: "doesn't that bother you?" i pouted, feeling bad for him. i could never even imagine not having a good relationship with my parents, i love them too much. i tossed my bag next to his.
m: "nahh, imma be out this bitch soon anyways. i can't stand this house." he sat down on his bed and pulled his phone out his pocket. i sat next to him
m: "what's your insta ?" he slid his phone on the bed towards me. i typed in my instagram and handed it back.
m: "oh you have a little fan base as well, cute" he tapped the follow button, observing my few pictures for a minute then closing out of the app and sliding his phone in his back pocket.
