༉‧ 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 @docieu , ₊˚Ꮺ
to xem , their apartment meant peace , it meant tranquility & the ability to turn off the world when they needed to ( which was unsurprisingly most of the time ) . it kept them safe away from everyone else , though when living in a sizable building it was natural to run into the other occupants from time to time . this happened most often with one of their neighbors , someone very cheery & undeterred by the hardships of the world . much different from xemself , who wore a blank expression & held worries on their shoulders without sharing them out of an urge to keep from getting too close to anyone . & while the other was semi annoying , too loud , too bright , damon couldn’t help but notice the lack of their presence next to xem in the laundry room on that glum sunday evening . not thinking much of it , they collected their clothes in their typical black basket & brought them back up to their floor . noises of sniffling outside an apartment near their own caught their attention & they lowered the basket to get a closer look . it was their neighbor , displaying a never before seen negative display of emotions . xe had become convinced they weren’t capable of doing anything but smiling at this point . it was not their business , sure , yet they felt themself getting involved anyway . “ . . . hey . are you okay . . . ? ” they called out , tone rather quiet & unsure if this was the right move to make or not . xyr curiosity had gotten the best of them & they needed to know what had upset their neighbor before being able to go back inside .
