“—soo… Myungsoo!”
      Myungsoo groaned and rolled over, completely ignoring whoever it was that was patting his arm.
      “Myungsoo-ah!”
      “What?” Myungsoo asked flatly, refusing to open his eyes. He could recognize the voice now; it belonged to Sungyeol.
      “Did we have a schedule today?” asked Sungyeol. Something about his tone sounded nervous. Myungsoo forced his half-asleep mind to remember what day it was. But it was no use.
      “I don’t think so,” he concluded, pulling the covers over him. A moment later he fell fast asleep.
      “Oof!" Myungsoo grunted as a large object toppled over him. "What the—?!!"
      “Yah! Myungsoo…” Sungyeol shouted with a threatening voice as he pinned Myungsoo under his weight. “Don’t go back to sleep now!”
      “Why not?! Get off!” Myungsoo tried to push the large child off of him, but to no avail. Sungyeol proceeded to tickling him, irritating him further. “Quit it!”
      “Everyone’s gone,” said Sungyeol suddenly.
      It took a moment for the words to sink in. Myungsoo pushed the covers out of the way and sat up. He squinted at Sungyeol through the light emanating from the window. It had to be no earlier than seven in the morning.