Packing Up - Open
Ed kicked the door closed behind him as he stepped back into the apartment. It had been a few days in Amestris time. But apparently, judging by the date on the digital calendar on the wall, it had only been one in the Nexus. This time thing is getting confusing.
He flung open the curtains, letting the sun shine through the windows into the room. Well, there was a whole lot of packing to do. Clothes, books, pictures. A tonne of memories to take back. So he began straight away. Taking off his jacket, and rolling up his sleeves, he started taking the books off their shelves, sorting them, then putting them into boxes.
Hours later, the shelves were bare, the cupboards empty, and all the pictures gone. Ed himself was rather dusty, hot and bothered. Dropping onto the couch, he gazed upsidedown around the room. Soon, he was fast asleep, with only the tick of the wall clock as company.
He flung open the curtains, letting the sun shine through the windows into the room. Well, there was a whole lot of packing to do. Clothes, books, pictures. A tonne of memories to take back. So he began straight away. Taking off his jacket, and rolling up his sleeves, he started taking the books off their shelves, sorting them, then putting them into boxes.
Hours later, the shelves were bare, the cupboards empty, and all the pictures gone. Ed himself was rather dusty, hot and bothered. Dropping onto the couch, he gazed upsidedown around the room. Soon, he was fast asleep, with only the tick of the wall clock as company.