Andre grunted, hesitating as he looked back up at his house. It was the end of the university day, meaning he had to return back home. And that meant dealing with his highly Christian parents. And highly Christian, in most cases, meant highly homophobic. And that's what it was like for him. Sadly, he was pansexual though. And honestly, he had more interest in guys and gender neutral people than girls. And he knew that was going to be a problem.

As he walked into the house and looked around, he saw all the crosses on the wall and was already bothered. He walked into his room, then paused as he tossed his backpack to the side. There was someone tapping on his window - but not someone he didn't know, fuck no! It was one of his closest friends. He gave a small smile, walking over to the window and opening it up.

"The hell are you doing here? University just ended!" Andre laughed as they climbed inside, and they simply smiled in response, sticking their hands in their pockets as they looked around. His parents would kill him if they found out about this, but at this point, he didn't even care anymore. It was nice to have somebody to talk to that wouldn't try to change the topic to god every time he blinked or took a breath too loud.

"I wanted to come see you."

That reply made Andre roll his eyes in a playful manner, sitting down on his bed, laying down after a moment as he sighed. Every time he went home, his mind just got flooded with thoughts about his parents and what would happen if he even slightly stepped out of line. Being called a sinner wasn't on his bucket list exactly - never had been, but it had happened before. He had to pray to repent by force when it happened. He was certainly going to call this survival in the future.

"I hate my parents." He eventually spoke up, scoffing.