Writer's P O V

　　"Hey, are you okay?" Isaac asked, following his sister into her new room. He had noticed that since yesterday, she had been zoning out on conversations and sometimes got lost in her thoughts.

　　"Yeah, I'm fine. Why do you ask?" She didn't look up at him as she folded her clothes into her closet.

　　"You just..you look lost in thought. Since yesterday you haven't been able to get a grip of yourself. It's the weekend and I'm gonna go get some ...