During the witching hours, Heisuke was startled from his sleep. The cold urged him to go and relieve himself in the loo.
On the bed, Takuya was sounded asleep. Seeing how the younger man curled up without a blanket made Heisuke laugh faintly. The thick blanket was kicked to the side, probably due to his bad sleeping habit.
After covering Takuya with the blanket again, Heisuke quietly slipped out of the room. The washroom was next to the kitchen. He maneuvered his way into the faintly lit hallway.
Heisuke glanced at the wall clock. The time was showing a quarter to three in the morning. He could have a few hours more sleep before going back. The ticket was for the eight o'clock train.
"...who's there?"
Shocked, Heisuke almost jumped hearing the voice. The corner of his eyes caught something or rather, someone standing in the dark.
"Heisuke?"
Hisaki stepped out into the lights, revealing herself to her frightened old man.
