Sterling turned up the volume of the stereo in his Jeep, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel along to the beat of his Three Days Grace album as he drove. He sung along, not caring that other drivers were flashing him annoyed looks as he drove by. Sterling shook his head and grinned to himself, tickled that even the people of this tiny town were so easily swayed by a little loud music. He turned into the parking lot of his aunt's apartment complex and pulled into what he now considered his parking space. After pulling the keys out the ignition and grabbing the box out of the back seat, Sterling locked the car and made his way up to the apartment. With a swift turn of his wrist he pushed the door open and stepped inside of the tidy apartment, dropping his box on the couch before making his way to the kitchen. Sterling opened the fridge and pulled out the milk, taking a long swig directly out of the jug when he noticed a note placed on the small table by the pantry. "Sterling, went grocery shopping. Be back later. Love you! -Aunt Mel" Sterling nodded after reading the note and, after putting the milk back into the fridge, began rummaging through the kitchen drawers. He needed to find some duct tape.