Dooshik blinked his eyes open, the sound of his ringtone waking him up and not in the way he'd wished. He looked down to see Jooha fast asleep, stirring a little from the noise. He sighed and peeled his body away from the sheets, grabbing his phone and answering with a grumpy yet tired: "What?"

He listened for a minute, his tired expression slowly shifting to that of shock. He stared at the tiled floor beneath his feet, his jaw clearly tensing.

"How the hell did he get out?" Dooshik hissed.