... Same as It Ever Was?

"... ake up… Wake up…"

Ryker's eyes fluttered open, the soft pillow beneath his head making it hard for him to rouse himself as he let out a yawn.

"Wake up, bonehead!"

His sister's sudden shout, though, was greatly effective. He shot up in his bed, flinging off the blankets and turning his head this way and that.

"Wha? Huh?!" he mumbled, his head a jumbled mess. What was he doing here…?

"Come on, idiot, the show's about to start," Lilliana said from off to his side, fixing her hair in the mirror of her dresser.

"Lil…? What happened…?"

"What do you mean 'what happened'? You fell asleep waiting for me to get ready."

Right, they were going to that Chua Lifa concert tonight, weren't they? He yawned again as he got to his feet, picking up the blanket off of the floor and fixing up his sister's bed.

"Hm, should we eat before or after?" he asked, to which his sister rolled her eyes.