prologue: the night is calm, everything seems to be still and frozen in time. That is until you can hear an almost awkward shuffle. Naturally, you turn your head towards the noise to which you are greeted by the dimly lit face of your gorgeous rockstar neighbour. "do you think stars are real?" he asks, staring up at the night sky. you stare up at the sky too, thinking about his question.. "I'm not sure" "do you think this fucked up world will ever be somewhat normal?" he asks letting out a small sigh