"We're going to visit the rabbit today." Sinclair announced, standing in front of Zaque.
The next day rolled in, and now Sinclair was standing in front of Zaque, looking fresh and ready to begin the day.
Right in front of the hybrid, Zaque stood, looking like he had just gotten out of bed and was still adjusting to the early morning hours based on how his hair was disheveled, his expression unreadable as he rubbed his eyes.
Sinclair arrived at an ungodly hour in the morning, the time barely passing six o'clock.
I have no time for this.. The red haired mediator grumbled mentally as he gripped the door tighter, his eyes searching Sinclair's for any reasonable explanation as to why the hybrid decided to come so early just to take his wife to visit the baby monster of a farming rabbit.
Zaque stared blankly at Sinclair for a moment, his mind still hazy with sleep, but then he sighed.
