prompt #17
wordcount: 153
05.21.15


The sound of metal clanging against the ground jolted Daisuke's nerves for the third time. It was always on Mondays when this happened, no other day, and if Daisuke didn't get to the TV first, he'll be the only one in the seventh grade who didn't watch Sono Kuroki tonight.

"I'm home!" Daisuke's yell echoed down the hallway, but he received no response in return. That was good. That meant that Daisuke just might -

Oh. Right.

With a sigh, Daisuke tossed his school bag onto the floor and plopped onto the couch, grabbing the remote from its proper place on the coffee table. He almost didn't even want to watch his anime now. Part of the fun was the arguing and fighting, searching for the remote and racing to his favorite shows. Daisuke didn't think he would ever say it, but,

"Geeze, I miss Jun." Life was kind of boring without her.