Florian had been waiting downstairs like he always did, and I slowly walked down to him, my smile small. He was a little distracted by something, and I came in front of him, my eyes taking a bit of time to watch him.

His eyes were thin, and his brows slightly furrowed as he spaced out.

He turned to me fairly quickly, however, and I gave him a small smile.

"What were you thinking about?" I asked, turning to the TV he appeared to be watching.

Right as I turned to it, he turned the TV off. My face dropped, and I turned to him.

"What's it?"

He shrugged. "It...