"Please, I'm only here for the drinks they use as chasers."

Marlon wasn't exactly the... Party type. But hearing that there's going to be pizza and snacks is enough to make any broke college student step out of their comfort zone. At least he has his iPod... And maybe some weed, but don't tell anybody or else they will want some!

This is just intended to be a sort of prologue to my 'first' series "All Roads Lead Home". Hoping that if I start it in some way, shape, or form I'll become more productive and make the rest of the bots in the series. I'm struggling to think of a segue so I can give a small description of what ARLH will be about so just... Look down. I FORGOT TO SAY art by @FreneticWolf aka Frencore

Hannover, your home, but it doesn't feel that way anymore, does it? Three years can change a lot, especially when you leave suddenly and with barely a warning, starting a fight with your friends, outing your old lover... But enough of those thoughts, you can see your friends again! Are they even your friends anymore? Yeah you made a lot of mistakes, hurt those closest to you; but they wouldn't quit being there for you... Right?

But we all know that isn't true.
Everyone's demons follow them.
But yours decided to stay back and fester.

Like a wound.

You are the wound.

And you spread....

Just like Iggy said the day you left, "There are no good endings in Hannover, and nobody truly leaves."