The next day, Ash woke up to an empty bed. That made sense to her because it had taken multiple hours before her eyes had finally stayed shut and she willed herself to go to sleep. Yesterday's news was simply too much for her mind not to worry about, it seemed.
She sat up, sweating a little as she rubbed her eyes. Shit, what time is it? She wondered as she got off the bed to get dressed. She took whatever the room's nearby drawer had to offer and threw it on. She didn't really care if she looked good or not. That was the last thing on her mind. Walking out, she could smell oatmeal in the air as she went to the first floor.
Here, she came across a sight that made her narrow her eyes. Keiko and Ayami were sitting at a table, separate from the group. Ayami's husband was sitting alone at a table behind them, while Satsuhiro, Kaori, Metsumi, and Opah were all enjoying breakfast at the table closest to the front door. Ash sat with them.
