@Everyone: I guess, I'll begin the role-play~))
Aaron's dark hair fell down in his face, a soft snore came from him. Hotoshi's phone went off as he stirred, his dark brown eyes half-open as he glanced at the cellular device. "D-damn," The seventeen-year-old murmmered under his breath as he wanted more sleep. Hotoshi sat up, brushing off some chip crumbs, and walked over to his desk. He yawned; stepping over to the phone and swiped it, turning it off. His eyes left for the window, and then stole over the music box in the corner of his desk.
Ava walked through the empty house, not noticing a small note left on the front door. She stopped inside the kitchen to make herself some breakfast. "Good morning," She told her dog and walked upstairs to eat her ceral in her bedroom.