Snow drifts around my shivering body, dreaming of the warmth I used to have. I never should have left Whammy's. Never
My best friend's face pops into my mind. I never could forget him, we were always in tune, always together. He was just like our superior's double, exactly the same. In looks, anyway. I need to go back, I'm sure Watari will let me back in, I was only the fifth person he took in.
I wander to the store, and buy a giant jar of strawberry jam with my last scrap of money. He is going to love this.
I walk around to the large house that I know all to well. I knock hard on the huge teak doors, and I am immediately let inside. Rodger looks at me faintly muddled, and welcomes me into my office.
"Emiko? What are you doing here again?" he asks me, confused.
"I need somewhere to stay. When I left, I got an apartment, but I got evicted. Can I..."
"Yes, you may. I will always have space for you." I smile, finally allowed in. I meander into the main common room, and people stare. Of course, people will stare at me. I've not been here for... 4 year? Yeah, 4 long, cold, lonely years.
Beyond looks up from his sky-blue laptop, his crimson eyes meeting mine. A smile spreads across his face, causing me to grin uncontrollably. I dash over, and sit beside him.
"Why are you...?" He asks me, amazed.
"I've come back. Homelessness is not fun. I see you've come back, too."
"Yeah. I got let out on good behaviour, so I've not got a good rep. Even ask bad-ass Mello over there."
I glance over in that blonde's direction, and immediately look back. I hate him so much.
"Oh I got you something." I reach inside my black handbag, and pull out the jam I bought earlier. "To make up for the time we missed each other."