Ambrose
Sierra went back to her room a couple of hours ago after dinner. I took the time to get some work done in my office, but now, it is time for my nighttime workout, especially after all the carbs I ate at dinner. One plate of macaroni cheese should have been enough, but I ended up having two, and so did Sierra. She needs it. I was just being greedy. I stop in my room to change quickly. On the way back out, I check in on Sierra, but she isn’t in the room or the bathroom. Where did she go? I know she hasn’t left the house; I would have gotten a notification. Plus, leaving isn’t something she is too keen on at the moment.
There could be many options in this house where she could be. Groaning, I call out for her, but she doesn’t answer. I swear she better not have found a way to sneak
