After a week of procrastinating, Jack finally decided to visit Hiccup's studio. He imagined it to be the size of a small, open-planned apartment with pictures of the walls with expensive price tags, but he was surprised that when he arrived at the address, it was an old department store. He knocked on the door, which creaked open.

He walked inside, surprised by what he saw. People loitering around, some smoking, a couple in the corner making out, a couple of people looking at a few sketches on the walls, and of course, Hiccup was there, sitting in the middle of it all, surrounded by sketches, a blonde female sitting next to him.

"No... I don't think that will work Hiccup" she said, seeming slightly annoyed. "This is serious-"

"Astrid, it will be fine" he said calmly, strangely reassuring.

She sighed. "It better be." She punched his arm and stood up. "Oh. You have a visitor." She walked past Jack and out the door which closed with a thud.

The kissing couple looked after her and followed her out.

Hiccup walked over to Jack. "Hi. Glad you made it. I have been waiting for you."

"You have?"

Hiccup nodded. "I knew you would eventually show up."

Jack grabbed the cigarette that was propped behind his ear. "May I?"

"Please do."

Jack lit the cigarette, taking a long drag before exhaling.

Hiccup nodded. "Perfect. You look beautiful. Camera."

Jack frowned, confused.

A guy with long blonde hair who looked like the girl from the make-out corner walked over, passing Hiccup the camera. "I'm heading home."

Hiccup nodded. He fiddled around with the settings and when Jack took another drag, Hiccup took the photo.

Jack blinked several times from the brightness of the flash.

Hiccup smiled, happy with his photo. "Right, I should probably introduce you to some of the people around here. The kissing couple, Snot and Ruff. The camera guy is Tuff, and that over there is Eret.

"Are they artists too?" Jack asked, looking around.

"No. They just hang around here." He beckoned to Jack who followed him towards the back of the building. "So, this is where the magic happens."

Jack looked around the photographs outside of the dark room. "Wow... you're a great photographer."

"Thank you." Hiccup stood closer. "I would like you to be in more of them."

Jack nodded, dropping the forgotten cigarette to the ground and stomping it out.

Hiccup watched him the whole time. Every movement Jack made was beautiful. Ethereal. He made his way over to where Astrid and he had been sitting earlier. He looked at his sketch and shook his head. "Not good enough" he mumbled.

Jack walked over, looking around at the large area. He sat down in front of Hiccup. "So... how long have you been doing..." he beckoned around. "This."

"Uh... About five years. I was fifteen. Yeah."

"You owned this place at fifteen?"

"Correction, I rented this place at fifteen and still do." Hiccup looked around. "So, how long have you been homeless for?"

"How did you-?"

"Well, I saw you sitting on that bench again."

"I might just like that particular bench."

"I also saw you sleeping on it."

He shrugged. "I was probably just drunk."

"You can stay in here with us."

"I couldn't inconvenience you-"

"It's no inconvenience. I promise."

Jack nodded. "Okay."

Hiccup nodded. "Good. I will show you around properly."