Danny's struggling to pay his rent and to make matters worse, he's also got an eviction notice. Soon to be homeless with no where to go Danny tries to open back up the doors to his past. He's left even worse than he started, wandering around in the rain, littered in cuts, bruises, and scars, clutching his stuffed animal tightly til he finally meets a familiar door.
Sam has been thrown out by his parents, sent to live on his own while they figure their relationship out. His life is boring, dull, it's an endless cycle of the same shit. The only thing that sparks joy in his life is his friend, Danny, a boy he'd recently met in a bathroom stall. But when he finds Danny collapsed outside his door he soon realizes 'friend' might not be the right word to describe him..
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