Blue light suddenly fills the space and then green and red, the three colours blending to give a uniform Tokyo nightlife look to the room. It’s a bedroom. Evelyn is sitting on a bed. And the three lights are little rubber blobs sitting on the pillows. I turn slowly, trying to fill my eyes with everything I’m seeing.
I wish I was a camera.
I wish I could just document it all perfectly in my head. There are some posters on the walls, weird symbols and text that I can’t read but I’m pretty sure they’re for heavy metal bands. On a chest of draws there are little bottles and a mirror, amidst a few strips of photos and some necklaces and rings. There’s a dress hanging from a hook at the end of the room and a desk piled with more books than I think my parents own. The bedsheets are covered in t
