posted on May, 24 2017 @ 04:52 AM
lucid cracks the door open to the shed that was so small on the outside and cavernous inside, and smiles softly as he sees the sleeping
forms with their breath gently rising and falling. He tiptoes inside, takes bottles out of hands, closes books, and doles out pillows and blankets
before snuffing out the light and sneaking back out, making sure to hit the coffeeand donut machines to be ready for th morning.
Goodnight! The word floats off him like a caption as he slips out the door, looking back in with a smile.