A house filled with hatred does something to a person. Sage was sick of the constant arguing—the shouting matches that went on until the early hours of the morning. They kept him awake whenever he was at home, so he often wasn't.
Come his shaky graduation he decided enough was enough. Packing what few belongings he had into the same fake designer bag he'd had for years, he hit the open road with no real intentions of where he was going—anywhere but here.
After a few weeks of rough travel, the pines were replaced with palms and the hazy sunset over Del Sol welcomed him. A city full of promises—some kept, many broken.