Madelyn woke up naturally and got out of bed. It was now seven o'clock, and she had half an hour before she needed to leave. That was more than enough time for her.

She tied her hair into a ponytail and used a headband to keep it in place before opening the door and stepping out. She glanced at the couch and saw that the blankets and bedsheet were neatly folded and placed on it.

She thought to herself, 'Forrest must have left already. '

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and there stood Forrest, wearing a black bomber jacket with a hat on his head. Snowflakes had settled on his shoulders, and he brushed them off before coming inside.

"Hey, Madelyn. You're awake."

Madelyn asked, "Where did you go?"

Forrest held up two bags of food for her to see. "Breakfast, bought downstairs for you."

He added, "Hot cocoa and cinnamon rolls."

Madelyn replied, "But I'm running out of time."

"Oh, then I'll toss it." He said indifferently.

"You're really wasting food. I'll go brush my teeth and