AN: Thank-you so much to Shannon and Dragon Shadows for their awesome reviews and suggestions. You guys are helping me so much.
Sorry for the delay…school and sick.
I'm still looking for any one-word prompts you guys can think up. So please think.
The random question today (and it is weird)- the chills during a fever, or the sweats after one?
The inspiration for this drabble came from City and Colour's song Comin' Home.
Disclaimer: You know how it goes.
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"Oh my God Chris! Could you give it a rest already? I think we've had our fair share of demon vanquishes for the day…just go home."
He inwardly flinches at her choice of words. He knows that she didn't mean anything by them. They were the same words she would have said to her friend or co-worker. But he is neither of those.
Just go home
The back room at P3 sure isn't home; it's just a neglected space. The manor isn't his home, not yet. The future…as far as he's concerned that isn't his home either because it should never have existed in the first place.
The truth is he has no home. Just places and spaces.
"I'm serious Chris. It's late, I'm tired, and I think that I have at least ten new bruises. Just go home already."
Where would you like me to go, he thinks.
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Sweats or chills?