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Written in response to Drabble Challenge: Home
What or where or who it is, or was or may be. What are its sights and sounds, what it means to a character... Whatever you can think of, go hit a homerun in 100 words.

Home
By Rociel
12 September 2004

Aya dithered for as long as he could. He did not want to return to the empty room that awaited him; for it no longer felt like home.

Events of what happened haunted him. How could he be so stupid? He paused at the door to his room, then moved towards the other's and knocked.

The door opened. "Ken, I…" Aya faltered, eyes darting over to Ken's bed.

Ken smiled wryly, understanding dawning on him, "No, you may not sleep in my room. You will go back to your room, kill that cockroach, and sleep in your own bed. Goodnight."

End.