You had just gotten back from work and decided to head over to the boys' house, or "hangout home" as they liked to call it. Y'know the whole band hangs out there.

You pulled up to the driveway and hopped on out, excitedly. They had just gotten back from the tour and you just had to see him as soon as you can.
 
You opened the door in a hurried manner, expecting to see them all there, but they were nowhere to be found. You figured they were probably in the backyard in the pool area, so you went and checked there, trying to hold your balance as it was dark, none of the lights were on.

You walked in the yard, not there either. You called Richie.

"Richie?"

"Yeah?"

"Where are you?"

"At the house."

"Our house or the band's house?"

"Band's, why?"

"Really?"

"Mhm."

"Because I'm here, but I just can't seem to find you."

"Did you check in the back room?"

"No."

"Well, check there."

You sighed in frustration and hung up. But you did as you were told, and sure enough, there they all were.

You have your hugs and said your hellos, but there was still that question in your mind.

"Okay, this is great and all, but why is it so dark?"

"Power outage," Richie responded as you sat down next to him.
 
The only light in the room was coming from a small on the front wall.

Richie wrapped his arms around your shoulders and the rest of the day consisted of snacks and your stories