Kayla Santino
The harsh rays of sunlight from the window wake me up from my deep slumber.
Thanks to Carlos, I can sleep like every regular human being. Speaking of Carl, his spot is vacant and cold. He must have woken up a long time ago.
However, before I can decide whether to wake up or lazy in bed for a while, my door bursts open, and an angry grandpa marches in,
"You have exactly 10 minutes to be in the training room," he announces before shutting the door behind him.
I don't know why, but since Thomas's episode, he has been a little distant and not his usual self. He is not the happy, free-spirited old man I know anymore.
I dash to change into my workout clothes because, honestly, I don't want to test him.
He is a completely different person when he is like that.
The training r
