-Comforting Mrs Dalia -

Saturday.

"Fuck no."

The wind pushed away the curtains, letting in the bright light from the sunrise outside.

'What time is it? 10, 11?' Max queried his thoughts, raising his palm to block out the bright light. As he stared at his room with a strange look in his eyes, then suddenly coming to realize where he was.

Raising the sheets, he glanced down at his other counterpart in its morning glory form. Also taking note of the fact it never rose like that in the past few days.

Getting up from the end, he threw a casual look to where his PC was before stepping outside.

Taking a quick peek at where his sister's fluffy slippers usually sat he saw that they were not there. Meaning she hadn't been home for about two days.