Willow turned the knob of the door to his room, pushing it open.
He sighed, and shoved one hand in his pocket as he closed it behind him again.
His bag was still packed on his bed since earlier on, when he had arrived in the late afternoon. Looking around for a moment, he unfroze and unpacked his bag, putting everything away.
- Long day ..." he muttered, picking his iPod from the almost empty bag. He put the headphones over his ears, turning the sound to the max.
He spent the rest of the night listening to Florent Pagny ...