HOME | DD

Description
The dark hallway was long and looming. The only light came from the moonlit windows. Suddenly a creature enters the hallway. The man walks slowly towards the end of the corridor where there’s a large oak door to be found. He reaches the door and opens it slowly trying to be as silent as possible. He enters the room and closes the door behind him as he walks towards a desk that’s settled by a large window. He starts to feel his way through the papers on the desk. He finds a small envelope and sits down in the chair. He opens it and touches the text lightly with his fingers, following every line. He opens up the laptop and starts tapping on the keyboard, slowly, feeling his way around. This continues for several minutes before something interrupts. The oak door is gently opening and a petite woman steps in and looks around blindly until she finds the light. The man, whom at her entrance hid the envelope and letter in a drawer, taps away innocently.
The woman, after adjusting to the light, looks at the man carefully while thinking about what to say. She just doesn’t know where to start.
”I was worried.” She says lightly, while looking at his face to see a reaction. The man continues with the tapping.
“I know.” If the woman hadn’t been staring so intently on his face she would have imagined herself hearing him. She was used to this feeling by now.
“Why didn’t you tell me you had gotten home?”
“I did not wish to wake you.”
“I wasn’t sleeping.” At this the tapping stops.
”I was waiting for you to come home.” The tapping starts once again at the same slow and reassured speed.
”I am home now.”
”I can see that.” At her bitter words he ends the tapping and turns of the laptop. Slowly he rises and the woman runs forwards to help him out but he rejects her. He reaches forwards and grabs her arm and brings her closer. He kisses her forehead, slowly and sweetly.
”I’m home now.” He holds her closely with his lips against her scalp. She turns her head and he can feel her tears soaking his shirt.
”But for how long?” He gazed down at her, slowly, with unseeing red eyes.

Description
The dark hallway was long and looming. The only light came from the moonlit windows. Suddenly a creature enters the hallway. The man walks slowly towards the end of the corridor where there’s a large oak door to be found. He reaches the door and opens it slowly trying to be as silent as possible. He enters the room and closes the door behind him as he walks towards a desk that’s settled by a large window. He starts to feel his way through the papers on the desk. He finds a small envelope and sits down in the chair. He opens it and touches the text lightly with his fingers, following every line. He opens up the laptop and starts tapping on the keyboard, slowly, feeling his way around. This continues for several minutes before something interrupts. The oak door is gently opening and a petite woman steps in and looks around blindly until she finds the light. The man, whom at her entrance hid the envelope and letter in a drawer, taps away innocently.
The woman, after adjusting to the light, looks at the man carefully while thinking about what to say. She just doesn’t know where to start.
”I was worried.” She says lightly, while looking at his face to see a reaction. The man continues with the tapping.
“I know.” If the woman hadn’t been staring so intently on his face she would have imagined herself hearing him. She was used to this feeling by now.
“Why didn’t you tell me you had gotten home?”
“I did not wish to wake you.”
“I wasn’t sleeping.” At this the tapping stops.
”I was waiting for you to come home.” The tapping starts once again at the same slow and reassured speed.
”I am home now.”
”I can see that.” At her bitter words he ends the tapping and turns of the laptop. Slowly he rises and the woman runs forwards to help him out but he rejects her. He reaches forwards and grabs her arm and brings her closer. He kisses her forehead, slowly and sweetly.
”I’m home now.” He holds her closely with his lips against her scalp. She turns her head and he can feel her tears soaking his shirt.
”But for how long?” He gazed down at her, slowly, with unseeing red eyes.