“You know, even if Mr Aronohai called to inform me about your little sleepover…it wouldn’t have been a bad idea for you to send one little text to let me know how you were doing”. 

She crosses her arms and leans against the doorway of Sorahiko’s room…Sakura stares deadpan at him—she doesn’t smile or frown. She just stares flatly at him. 

He can’t tell if she’s pissed or not. 

“Sorry Sakura, I kind of lost track of time”. He chuckles nervously. “My ...