seattle ; monday morning

After last night, Sam hadn't gone back to sleep. He'd gone to his room and shut himself inside it, alternating between staring at his ceiling, listening to music and trying to read every so often. Nothing had really taken his mind off everything though.

Morning had eventually come and Sam had eventually made his way out of his room. He was in the dining room now, quietly eating a bowl of cereal and ignoring the hollow feeling that was starting to grow inside his chest. He just had a feeling and he hated that.

Ramon and Frank were still home but elsewhere for the moment. He didn't know where Natalie was.

[NFB and for the girl there]