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It was dark in the night when it had happened. Shige was at his desk, his dire need to write turned to desperation. The light hanging in the middle of the room was flickering, and if Shige had only noticed in the still, still, unwavering silence, it moved in slow steady circles, the shadow playing along. He heard footsteps just outside in the corridor and thought, out of constant habit, that it was just Koyama.
He knocked on his door, the sound so audible in the silence. "Come in," Shige invited, rubbed his neck when he felt the draft.
The knocking hadn't stopped. Shige finally turned his head to the door. "Just come in."
The knocking stopped. Shige waited, and waited, but nothing came about, not only until he finally stood up, and the door flew open. He felt cold, so suddenly; the night seemed deliberately cold.
"Lights out, Shige," Koyama nodded his head.
"Hey, didn't you hear me the first time?" Shige reached out and stretched his arms.
"Hear you?" Koyama entered and shut the door behind him. "Hear you say what?"
"When you knocked, just now."
Koyama narrowed his forehead. "Hear you say what? I didn't knock."
Koyama never knocked, Shige realized, he never did because he knew Shige would always expect him.
"Shige," Koyama began again in the silence. The light in the middle of the room flickered, once, twice. "I may have forgotten to tell you something. It's about--"
There was a knock on the door, several knocks and then it stopped. Koyama turned to acknowledge it, and turned back to Shige. Shige swallowed hard. They both stood in the silence when the light flickered again, when they heard another knock on the door.
"We-we're going to have to do something about that flickering light..."
It was dark in the night when it had happened. Shige was at his desk, his dire need to write turned to desperation. The light hanging in the middle of the room was flickering, and if Shige had only noticed in the still, still, unwavering silence, it moved in slow steady circles, the shadow playing along. He heard footsteps just outside in the corridor and thought, out of constant habit, that it was just Koyama.
He knocked on his door, the sound so audible in the silence. "Come in," Shige invited, rubbed his neck when he felt the draft.
The knocking hadn't stopped. Shige finally turned his head to the door. "Just come in."
The knocking stopped. Shige waited, and waited, but nothing came about, not only until he finally stood up, and the door flew open. He felt cold, so suddenly; the night seemed deliberately cold.
"Lights out, Shige," Koyama nodded his head.
"Hey, didn't you hear me the first time?" Shige reached out and stretched his arms.
"Hear you?" Koyama entered and shut the door behind him. "Hear you say what?"
"When you knocked, just now."
Koyama narrowed his forehead. "Hear you say what? I didn't knock."
Koyama never knocked, Shige realized, he never did because he knew Shige would always expect him.
"Shige," Koyama began again in the silence. The light in the middle of the room flickered, once, twice. "I may have forgotten to tell you something. It's about--"
There was a knock on the door, several knocks and then it stopped. Koyama turned to acknowledge it, and turned back to Shige. Shige swallowed hard. They both stood in the silence when the light flickered again, when they heard another knock on the door.
"We-we're going to have to do something about that flickering light..."