[microfiction] Welcome Home
The side door of the hotel opened as Starlight approached, and they slipped inside. They were replaying their catastrophic day at work in their mind, so caught up in their thoughts that it took them a moment to notice that Home's lobby was empty.
Home had set its overhead lights to Starlight's favourite colour, and the soft green hue reflected off its furniture and polished floor. The door clicked shut behind them and green arrows appeared on the floor tiles. Before following the path Home had laid out for them, they took a moment to press a hand to its wall.
“Thank you, beloved,” they whispered.
The lights overhead danced.