Brendol Hux stared at the home in disdain. It was a nice home, sure, but this wasn't really what he wanted for his life. No, he didn't want to be renting out a room in a stranger's home because he was kicked out by his ex-fiancé. He shouldn't even consider her that since the engagement lasted a total of seven seconds. Just the right amount of time for him to be relieved and for her to realize she said yes to the ring and not actually to him.

If he was telling the truth, he didn't love her. He hadn't even known what love was, but everyone around him had convinced him that marrying her would be the best thing to do.

It was good that she said no… or at least, he had been trying to tell himself that since she told him that she wouldn't be able to be comfortable living with him. Which he shouldn't have given up the place so quickly, but it was too late.

Hux sighed and walked up the steps to the door, but before he got a chance to knock the door swung open. "Took you long enough."

"Were you just staring at me the entire time?" Hux asked.

"You were staring, too." The older man shrugged. "Follow me."

Hux followed the man through the house. It wasn't much better than the outside. He led him to a room that was covered in red wallpaper with flowers and a lot of… exotic posters littering the wall. "So this is the room you'll be renting. There's not too many house rules, just try not to make too much noise. Particularly when having sex."

Hux grimaced and shook his head. "No chance at that."

"Oh Christ, two losers in one house." The older man looked away. "Look, just keep it quiet anyway. If you need anything, I'm not really going to be of any help. Figure it out yourself."

Hux didn't have much to say to that. The old man, which he still did not know the name of, pushed past him. "I'll be taking the first two months' payments up front. Any cheques can be made out to Harry Chapman."

That was convenient. Hux took out the money handed it to Harry. "That's all of it."

"Cash. Fantastic. We'll get along greatly." And then Hux was alone.

He set his bag on the bed, which wasn't the best, but it didn't matter. This was his life now. This is what he was. A single man in a room with red wallpaper and posters of women on the wall.

He thought about calling his parents, but honestly he couldn't handle listening to them worry about him right now. He did need to talk to someone though…. He took out his phone and dialed his friend's number. Actually, he didn't know if she was still his friend considering her sister was the one who dumped him.

"Hux, I was wondering when you'd call." She said.

"Phas… right sorry. I probably should have called earlier."

"Yeah, you should have, you twat. I was worried about you. Erin came home crying yesterday and barely told mum and dad. They're disappointed, in all honesty. I think they really wanted you to be part of the family." Phas said.

"Erin was crying?"

"Something about false promises. Mate, what happened? I know you told me she said no to the proposal, but what else happened?"

"Nothing. I don't know?" Conner muttered. "Honestly, I don't know why she'd be crying if she was the one who told me no."

"So you know nothing of false promises?" Phas asked.

"None at all."

"Erin is probably being dramatic about the whole situation. Mum and dad haven't exactly been happy about the whole thing, though. She doesn't want to be viewed as the one who ruined her chance at marriage, probably."

"I'd rather not talk about Erin."

"Well, how about you? How are you?" Phas asked.

"I'm doing as well as can be expected for a guy in my situation. I'm living with some guy named Harry Chapman. Apparently he's a family friend, but I've never met him before today."

"At least he's not a serial killer."

"Nice, Phas."

"Well it's true, you don't need to know how many creepy people kill others and lure people into traps like this." Phas said. "You'd be a perfect candidate."

"I'm just going to ignore that you said that."

"That's fine." She laughed. "Listen, I've got to go help mum cook lunch, but you text me. If I go a couple of days without word from you again, I'm going to assume that you're dead and start selling your things."

"Funny, but fine. I'll text you."

"Good. Gotta run now, bye Hux." She hung up the phone.

Hux threw his phone on the bed next to him.

Hux had been living with Harry for two months. Two months of drinking beer, which he didn't even really like, and listening to him complain about the play he was writing. Two months of going to work as a shit lawyer. Two months of avoiding his family and friends, with the exception of Phas, who had a habit of bursting in unannounced.

This was his life now.

"Oh cheer up, mate. You're living with England's greatest living playwright." Harry said. They were currently having breakfast and maybe Hux's face was reflecting his mood.

"You say that all the time."

"Because it's true. And you need a bit of cheering up. Your life can't be too bad."

"I'm working a job that I hate. One where I have to wear a silly wig and robe. I'm living here when I should be living in a home with my fiancé, except no. I don't have one, because she couldn't stand the thought of marrying me or living with me." Hux said. "You know what? It's pointless to even complain."

"You're right, it is."

Hux rolled his eyes.

"What? It is. No one except you really cares that much about your life. It's not like you've asked how I've been and that's perfectly fine." Harry took a bite out of his toast, but it didn't keep him from talking. "Look it. Quit your job if it's so shitty. I have plenty of room on my staff. It may only be for the duration of the play, but it's something."

"You want me to quit my job and work for you?" Hux asked and tried not to show how genuinely confused he was by the whole morning.

"I don't want you to do anything. I am offering you a solution to your job problem, though it'd be funny to keep you in a wig and robe."

"Yeah, truly funny." Hux muttered. "Besides, I don't have to wear a wig and a robe all of the time."

"Once is enough, mate." Harry shrugged. "Think it over. Come by for the auditions, if you want. I can use all the help I can get."

"I'll think about it."

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