Lyric waited outside the Marigold house, and using his phone, he slipped his contacts in, blinking a few times as his eyes adjusted to them again. He continued walking, holding onto walls and fences for support; he was cold despite the sun being out.
He found himself in a park and sat on the swing; pulling his hood up, he closed his eyes and focused on the music playing through his earphones. He honed in on Halsey’s voice and then decided to listen to her entire discography. Something about their music had always made him feel at ease.
Lyric wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting there when his earphones had been violently ripped out of his ears. He sighed as he paused the music and looked up to see Billy and his friends standing there, Billy looking smug.
He wasn’t sure what he had
