The sun had finally set over the desert. They all split off amongst the five bedrooms. It had been decided Willis and Tucker would share a room and everyone else could have a room. Landon laid across his bed, playing with a baseball. He threw it in the air, catching it before it hit his face. The house was relatively quiet. He had been listening through the wall to Devin. His brother talked to himself as he sorted through the mess Tucker and Clint left behind. The room had already been a disaster, there wasn't much of a change. His chatter had stopped though. Then he was left to his own thoughts.