Romeo and Juliet

A few minutes, a right turn, and I was to his room. I knocked but there wasn’t an answer. I twisted the knob and since it was unlocked, I let myself in. I looked around but he wasn’t there. I walked to his bed and sat down, looking up at the vent we saw him in when we were searching for Hunter.

Then I remembered he was looking at a photo. I looked over at the nightstand, but it was empty, besides a small lamp. There were three drawers on the stand, I looked back at the door before I decided to pursue further. I opened the bottom drawer and found old papers, letters it looked like. I didn’t bother reading them since I was already crossing so many boundaries opening his drawers. I opened the second and found pencils and drafting paper. And finally, I opened the top drawer and found something that looked like a journal. I picked it up and flipped it around. I saw something sticking out the top. I took the pages in my fingers and flipped to the marked page. There was a photo. I took it wi