The next day, Terrance woke with alarm clock-like accuracy. He didn't even give one of his housemates a chance to knock on his door. "I'm leaving," he told each of them with a quick peek in their door. Michael rolled over at the last second to address him.

"Don't forget, two weeks from now, Sunday. Make sure your schedule is free."

Terrance rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to forget so soon." In fact, he considered himself the most responsible of them at times. "I'll see you for dinner. Bye." That said, he headed to the library again. Hopefully this day would be boring and maybe the rest of the week. It would be better to just be Sunday. Then he would at least have something to do.