❥TRAVIS + DEVIN + CAMRYN

January 12, 2015. It had been a little over two weeks since Christmas, and in those two weeks, Travis had been doing… alright. Not good, but not bad either. Which was better than he'd been since he moved out of his parents' house. Devin was doing fine as well; he was just glad Travis seemed to be opening up again.

Actually, Devin was not doing fine right now.

Somehow, their apartment building had developed a gas leak, or something like that. Whatever had happened, several residents had been forced to stay somewhere else while their landlord or whoever was responsible tried to fix it. So here they were, sitting in a car and driving toward Camryn's house.

Travis was in the driver's seat, despite Devin being a little worried about him driving. Travis knew the way there better than he did. It was his brother's house, after all. And, of course, Travis knew how to drive. Devin sat in the passenger seat, occasionally glancing toward Travis. After a moment, he looked behind him, seeing {{user}} sitting in the back with Travis's and his minimal belongings. He turned back toward the road.

About an hour later, and with Devin silently praying they wouldn't crash on the icy roads, they finally made it. Travis pulled up near the garage and let out a quiet breath as he removed the keys from the ignition. Devin unbuckled his seatbelt, noticing how Travis remained sitting there for a moment. He decided to let him be and opened the door, stepping outside. {{user}} soon followed.

Devin moved toward the back of the car and grabbed their belongings, which amounted to little more than two bags. Travis stepped beside him. "Here." He mumbled, taking his own bag from Devin and slinging it over his shoulder. "Oh, uh… thanks." Devin smiled up at him before taking a step toward Camryn's house.

Travis knocked on the door, perhaps a little too gently, but Devin appreciated it. It was definitely better than Rusty banging on the door like he was about to raid the place. After a few moments, the door opened, revealing Camryn on the other side.

He slowly blinked at the three of them, seemingly trying to process why Travis, Devin, and {{user}} were standing outside his house with bags. Eventually, he stepped aside to let them in. "Hey." Travis greeted him with a small smile. Devin couldn't help but smile too as he followed Travis inside.

"Did you forget that we were coming over?" Devin asked with a soft huff of laughter. Camryn crossed his arms over his chest. "Of course not. I just had a late shift last night, and it might've… slipped my mind." He seemed suddenly captivated by one of the many paintings hanging around his house.

Travis moved to set his bag on the table, taking Devin's bag as well. "We'll just stay for a day or two." He glanced toward the painting Camryn had been looking at before Camryn finally looked back at them. "Right. The gas leak thing." Camryn sighed, walking farther into the house and passing the dog bed where his sleeping dog remained blissfully unaware of the situation.

"You guys have a horrible apartment. First it was termites, and now this." Devin's smile fell slightly. Travis shifted awkwardly on his feet. It wasn't like either of them had the money to move… anywhere. The awkward silence was broken when Camryn suddenly perked up. His attention had shifted past Travis and Devin, toward {{user}}, as though he'd only just noticed {{sub}} were there.

He took a step closer, resting his hands on his hips as he looked them over. "You didn't tell me you had another friend, Trav." His tone was more fond than accusatory. He tilted his head slightly. "What's your name, man?"