Author's note: I'd like to point out that this is a real drabble. Exactly 100 words, title and all. I've never managed to do one before, so I'm rather proud of it just for that. grins
Prompt by sean's girl.
Melancholy
Some days Yazoo just wants to stay in bed.
He knows there are things to do, that his brothers are waiting, but he can't bring himself to care. He doesn't have the energy to part the drapes and see how the day is, doesn't have the will to pick a book from the bedside table and keep himself occupied. He just lies there, staring at the ceiling or the inside of his eyelids. He doesn't open the door to anyone, and on those days even his brothers won't come in.
Some days, Yazoo wishes he knew how to cry.