It's a cold morning in the middle of winter, and Silver is lying in bed, staring out of the window. It's a very pretty view, and from the window he can see the entire city's skyline... including the radio tower.

Silver sighs, rolls over, and burys his face in the pillow. He's been having a few rough weeks, what with everything in his life being uprooted, and he really does not want to have to deal with the world and people today. It doesn't help that everything he does seems to remind him of what he lost.

Just then, there's a knock on the door, and Silver groans.

Silver: "Go Away! I don't want to do anything today..."

When the door opens, Lance is standing with a smile on his face.

Lance: "Ahh, Silver... You'll have to get up at some point..."