[Adrian's POV]
Adrian glided his thumb and indexed finger against the rough strap of his bag as he stood awkwardly in front of Johan's apartment. Uncertainty prevented him from knocking since he didn't talk it through with Johan about moving in with him. What if he's actually not welcome to stay? He felt the sudden urge to smack his head for his yet another impulsive decision.
"The hell are you standing there for like a runaway criminal?" Russell said behind him, startling Adrian.
"Dude! Why do you always creep up on me like that!"
"You're just a scaredy mutt," Russell said, opening the door. He flicked the light on, then paused when Adrian didn't move an inch.
"You're not going in? What's wrong with your face?"
"Nothing."
They both entered the apartment, and only after they put down their bags on the couch they realized one thing.
"Wait, Han isn't here yet?"
"You didn't come with him?"