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A lot happened yesterday, but Frank managed to get up this morning and walk downstairs to have breakfast with his family. Knowing that everything was going well with them, and that there weren't any disturbances soothed his heart.
For now, it was fine if things remained like this, but not forever either… He had to work hard, to become strong enough to protect them, form the threats that were coming, and from… whatever was happening, to everything.
He had been thinking a lot since he woke up, while in the bathroom, while taking a shower, while dressing up, and now even while eating breakfast.
His mother was growing worried, glancing at Frank while tilting her head.
"What's wrong Frank? Are you alright?" she wondered. "You haven't even touched your pancakes, and I thought they were you favorites?"
