Aaron had no idea what he was doing in said sweet shop. Maybe he just liked the scent of the candy, because it smelled like Justin. It hadn't been long since he had gotten the letter notifying of Justin's death, it had been 9 months, 3 weeks, and 2 days ago. He was counting. While reminiscing over his past sufferings, he was bumped into and stumbled.
"I'm so sorry," He looked confused, but stopped half way through. Shaking his head, he looked down once more. "My fault, Don't worry about it. Sorry." He straightened his T-Shirt and stuffed his hands in his jeans pockets. His gaze flicked over the girl for a second, he had seen her around. She was definitely a Housemate. that was it! "What's your name?" he asked dully. He had a suspicion that it started with a C, but he couldn't be sure. Shaking his head, he frowned, his face revealing nothing, his eyes, everything.