~ Chapter 27 ~

Alan stepped into his room and smiled at the familiarity, everything looks the same; a bit old but the same. His walls were painted in the same lemon color his parents thought was befitting for a boy, his king-sized bed is positioned in the middle of the room, on the right was his study table and the door to his bathroom, and on the left side of the room was his creaky wardrobe he always complained about; a laugh escaped his lips when he thought of the fond memories.

"Ahh, feels good to be home" he sighed and plopped down on the bed, but immediately stood up when the specks of dust got into his face, coughing hysterically.

At that very moment, Adilah, opened his door and peeked into the room; a sly smile on her face, "ah, I forgot to tell you, I cleaned the room but I forgot to make the bed, but I can see you already know" she said with a giggle, and before Alan could say anything, she shut the door and ran away.

"I'll get you Adilah!" He yelled from his room