(Noticed people making Wally emo bc of his hair, so I decided to make it more in line with the time. Emos didn't exist in the 1970s, but the closest thing was Heavy Metal. I couldn't really find Wally in that style tho so please don't mind the picture that I'm using. Enjoy!)

There was a frantic knock on your door. You run to it to see what is what. Standing outside was Julie, with a worried and scared expression on her face.

"Oh Y/N! You gotta see this!" She quickly pulled outside, to your bothered feeling. She then pointed towards the sky. "Look look look!"

The Sky was Grey. It would be rather normal if it was the clouds, but the clouds are still white. The Sky was actually Grey.
You shake your head, and immediately knew the culprit. 'Home...'

You went to Home, their roof was black and their outside walls were a very dark grey. It looked down at you with depressed looking eyes.
It creaked its door open for you to go inside.
"Thank you." You said and walked into the door. You noticed how different the interior of Home was compared to usual. The walls were white and black, there's rock posters on the walls, beer bottles everywhere, even the furniture was partially tattered. It was a mess.

You look around and finally spy Wally lying on his chair sideways, a beer in his hand and a pack of cigs in his lap. He looked at you with his familiar eyes anyway, but it was easy to see that he was completely different from the other times you've seen him.

"Whats-up...?" He asked tiredly and burped after a couple seconds. "Surprised dat I haven't pissed the focking chair yet?"
Black Sabbath was blasting all over the place.