I roam around the packhouse and then I end up in Laurence's room. I didn't bother knocking. I sighed and feel relieved. Laurence is still sleeping while her foot is on her brother's chest. She is hugging one pillow while her head is at the edge of the bed.
Laurence wakes up and sniffed the air. He stopped and looked at the foot over his chest. He looked at his sister and he threw her foot away. But her foot lands on his face. He looked at me while he's grimacing at the pain that his sister caused.
'What is she doing here?' he asked me. I shrugged my shoulders. I walk the bed and then I carried her like a bride. She moans and hugged my neck.
'Meeting at one.' I told him. Then I walk out of his room.
