It was 10pm when Sky entered the dark room, safe for the moonlight filtering in from the window where Chris stood by the window. Even when the door silently opened and closed, he didn't turn around.
He had come.
He didn't even think it was an intruder. Because he knew Sky's presence. He knew the quiet way he walked. The way he breathed. The way he smelled.
"Welcome back to your abandoned room." Chris said sarcastically without turning to look at him.
Sky was approaching him but then stopped and went to Chris' desk, dropping the bag he brought with him.
"I brought dinner. We wrapped up a bit late."
Chris finally turned to face him just as Sky was done taking out the food boxes from the bag. There was a lot.
He looked at them and up to meet Sky's eyes. "I'm not hungry."
"Are you still pissed?" His voice was tentative. As though testing the waters.
"I don't know if I am. Honestly."