The first night, Eddie didn't think much of it. The new guy obviously came in really late, and he'd probably been told to keep quiet. So, when he'd gotten up and there was somebody's stuff in the room, a curly head of hair sticking up from the top of the covers of the bed across the room, Eddie'd given the lump under the sheets a curious look and then gone about his business.

That day, he'd stayed mostly out of the Home. Things were really weird there lately, and who wanted to spend all day at an orphanage, anyway? He had friends, he had important shit to do.

When he finally came upstairs to crash, the room was empty, and he'd kind of wondered if the guy had already moved on-- it had happened before. But the thing about Eddie was that it took him a really long time to unwind enough to fall asleep, so he was only just starting to drift off when the door creaked open and someone tiptoed inside.

One eye cracked open, he watched the other kid shuffle around the room, expecting him to climb into his bed and sleep. Instead, he watched with increasing confusion as the kid stripped the clothes off his bed and... made a blanket nest in the corner of the room.

When he realized that they were peering at each other in the dark, Eddie sat up, stage-whispering, "Hey, what are you doing?"