A/N: It's my first time writing something like this, and I dunno, I think it's really bad ;w; I don't even know if I should continue... W-What do you all think? Please tell me...

America really was a beautiful place. He didn't have much of an opinion of it before, but now... Felix wanders outside with a bright smile on his face, the wind threading through his golden brown locks. This would be his home for the next few months—he might as well enjoy himself while he could. Make every second count.

Inside the club music blared and lights flashed, people talked over each other in hushed tones—the typical party scene—but it was nice to be out here like this, enjoy the fresh air. Nothing could beat the peace he felt when he looked at the night sky (he wonders if someone one else out there is thinking the same thing, staring at the same constellations, the same patterns; he suddenly feels so small). Sure, he loved the parties, all the attention he recieved when he entered the room, but even that grew old quick. Sometimes all he needed was a break from it all.

"Man, this is some view," If only the bros could see this. His smile never leaves (if anything, it only grows brighter); it starts at his lips, and moves to his eyes, lighting up his entire face. The sky was such a dark blue tonight, covered in the warm glow of the stars. Vivid, like it was fresh off a canvas. He lifts his hand up, as if to touch one, but he knew he couldn't reach. Not yet.

'One of these days...'

Felix's phone suddenly vibrates in his jean's pocket, letting him know he had a new message. Most of his friends were inside, so who...?

He pulls it out, and glides his finger across the screen, bringing up his inbox. The screen flickers to life, revealing who the sender was: Toby.

‣ Come up to the roof! I've got something to show you! :)

It was such a simple message (filled with so many possibilities) and yet he couldn't help, but feel excited. They weren't close, but they were getting there. Eventually. He wanted them to be friends, to do co-op videos, and laugh about nothing. He'd never know it, but Toby was his inspiration. Any chance to spend time with him was completely worth it.

And unexpected.

Quickly jotting down his reply, he puts his phone away, and jogs up to the roof, a bounce in his step that wasn't there before.

‣ Im on my way now ;D

What could it be?