rubbing sleep - laden eyes, mashirao slips out of his bed and over to the closet. he slips on a loose tank top, then pass his way to the kitchen.
a suppressed yawn and several minutes later, and he's got a tea kettle on the stove and door unlocked.
you have been trying to disconnect yourself from reality for so long, that now you feel as if you don’t belong here. you see yourself as an alien amongst other people. you long for a home that doesn’t exist.
