I slept for four hours. Yes, four hours. And it was already 6pm.
Cyrus was still asleep, so I woke him first before I took a warm shower and went outside to meet the pack members. Well, it was also to see the dinner preparations, and boy, was I in for a surprise.
Because there was absolutely no preparation for dinner. Yes, you heard that right.
Because I passed out and was injured, everyone thought the plan was cancelled since I won't be leaving tomorrow, but I told them I am leaving at any cost. Plus, I'm perfectly fine now.
That got everyone moving around fast as they started preparation. Cyrus, however, was not happy about my enthusiasm to leave.
Now don't get me wrong; I'm not that happy to leave Cyrus behind. But two things can be true at once. I'm happy that I'm going home and sad that I'm leaving Cyrus. It's that simple.
