closed for: @jaredx
where: surf's up
While Keo appreciated his brother letting him crash on his couch for the brief spell he found himself van-less (and technically homeless), the surplus of time spent with him made it abundantly clear to him that he didn't seem good.
Sat on the cash register counter at his Surf Shop, Keo's not sure what the best way was to broach asking him about it until Breakeven by The Script played for the third time in the space of forty minutes.
"Is this a playlist? It's a little on the depressing side."















