It had been 45 minutes, and Rose still hadn't replied to Damon's text. So instead of resting in his room, Damon came to Rose's place, in her room. Her room is warm and welcoming when he walks in and kicks off the uncomfortable shoes that make his feet smell weird. He sighs loudly and does exactly what Adom said to do, changing into some sweats. When he enters the bedroom, the bed is still unmade, and sitting on the dresser is Rose's cellphone. That would explain why she never answered, Damon thinks. The phone buzzes, and Damon wonders who could be texting her while she is at work.

Curiosity gets...