'' Ana. Open up" he tapped gently on her door.

"Ana, I want you to open up"

Three more taps and the door slowly opened.

A sleepy Ana stared oddly at him.

'' is it morning yet?" She asked with a stretch of frown which the he just disturbed a sweet rest.

"No"

"I thought as much. It's barely three in the morning "

"I know. That's Why I'm here. Grab a few of your things" Mike stated clearly.

"Like I came here with any tiny sh•t belonging to me" she scoffed, tiredly Rollin her eyes at him.

"Whatever thing you think useful, take it cause we're leaving"

"Wait. What?...