After they had eaten for the night Leo returned back to his room and smiled a bit, seeing the home he called his again filled him with great joy.
What perhaps gave him the most how was his bed which looked like it had never been slept on, he could barely remember what it felt like to sleep on one. But he remembered the spell it had, able to put him to sleep in seconds when the futon he had in glory base could not.
There was the familiar work desk he had situated right to the window he always liked to keep wide open, there was also a small shelf of books. A closer and a bathroom.
Coming back here every time felt almost like a dream, he could still remember when he would sit right next to the window and do his homeworks.
Gone were those days.
Leo threw his bag on the bed and found his way down to the bath where he quickly stripped down and engulfed his body in the luxury of warm water running down his back.
