It was the next day, obviously. After having grabbed her some anti-birth pills, and gone through an hour of questioning himself why in the<i>Hell</i>he had done that, he had finally fallen asleep. He woke up the next morning to a reluctancy of waking up, finding himself too groggy to stand steadily on his feet. After much stumbling about, he opened the door and trudged out, still trying to rub the sleep from his eyes.<br/>Hearing someone downstairs, he went down to take a look. "Hey, what's up?"