One question

Scott moves a little as Hope rises, making sure he wasn't getting her tangled in the blanket. Pulling the covering closer around himself, he curls up a little tighter. Sinking his head further into the pillow, his good eye was hidden, making him blind to the light.

"I haven't been big on breakfast lately," he responds groggily. "'Less you want me to spend all morning throwing it up."

He knew Hope was only trying to help, but he was miserable and feeling more like hiding himself away for the day rather than getting up and trying to be chipper.


"Great." Leo smiles as he comes in all the way, shedding his jacket and hanging it up on a hook. He was in a white t-shirt and old jeans that had holes in both knees, along with an old pair of tennies - obviously ready for getting dirty.

Wandering in to where they would be painting, he surveys the walls. Things looked a little different than they did last night, having been away from it for a while. "Looks like we got our work cut out for us."

Turning, he grins at Cassy. "Keep taping off and I'll get the paint ready. Got a screwdriver?"


Jason sighs at Ryan's response. "Okay. I just got one question. And I'm just gonna assume you're telling me straight because I'm really not in the mood to have to take you in, alright?"

He looks Ryan in the eye, forcing himself to trust her. "Alec did not come back last night and I have been up all night... literally... trying to find him. Do you know where he went or have any information on his whereabouts?"