who: landon & @barrelbrandon where: their apartment
Though kidnapping the Hopper girl wasn't really that big of a deal beyond their biggest job yet to Landon, he had a feeling that there was something more to it for Barrel. He could sense it in the way he'd acted on the ride home, even the next morning, when he'd spent a longer time in his room than he usually did in a morning. While he wasn't the best with the emotional shit that came with caring about him and Sadie, Landon wasn't going to be the asshole to sit and ignore it. If he'd cared more about Annette, maybe he would've felt like shit, too.
With a soft knock on the door, he didn't even wait for his roommate to respond before opening up and slipping inside. Landon's eyes darted to the bed where he still lay, letting out a sigh before nudging his head for him to move. "Scooch," he demanded, sliding both into the bed and an arm around Brandon's shoulder. "You wanna talk about it, or am I gonna have to lay with you the whole day? Not that I'm complaining, either way. Sadie's gone, she can't even be jealous."
