The cicadas stopped chirping a while ago. Staring at the floor wrapped in the black blanket, it took Wonho a while before finally realizing how silent the room is.
It is really calm. There is nobody else besides himself. No alphas trying to get him, no anxiety-provoking thoughts that stressed him. He is alone, alas.
Looking around, he finally notices the disastrous interior of the room courtesy of himself. He should clean up. He is safe enough to move around the house anyway. Minwoo said he won't have another wave that quickly.
Making the bed, he places the brown digital clock back on the bedside table, right below the lamp. No numbers are displayed much to his horror. The alpha will most likely throw a tantrum if he finds out that Wonho broke it! Hitting the clock as hard as he can a few times, Wonho can finally breathe easy once he sees some numbers on the screen. Whether the time is right, he doesn't know and cannot care less.
