Seasons are changing and waves are crashing and stars are falling all for us. (Red Jumpsuit Apparatus)

There was a knock on my door a millisecond later. I knew it wouldn’t be Nicky back so soon. I suspected a complaint from someone and I wanted to scream again. I really needed some mood enhancers to deal with this job.

“Go away.”

“It’s me, William, I just wanted to talk to you for a second.”

“William?”

William was Nicky’s (less attractive) British alter ego. They were roommates and shared their acting struggles. Most of their trouble was based on the fact that they supported each other by distracting each other from the stress of struggling and utter lack of success. They brought each other down but they were happier for it. I could relate. I opened the door.

“Hey,” he nodded. “So I heard the screaming…”

“And?”

“Are you alright?”

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

He stalled in the doorway like he wanted something else.

“What?”

“Nothing,” he said hesitantly.

“Okay.”

“Um, I’m just going to go.”

I closed the door. That was strange.