Dawn let out a yawn, covering her mouth with a hand once the movie was done. From how dark it was outside, it must have been pretty late. Drowsily, she followed him into the bedroom, and removed her dirty jeans before crawling into the smaller bed and covering up. "At least...*yawn*... my shirt is pretty long..." she hummed to herself, soon falling asleep.<br/><br/>--------------------------<br/><br/>By the time she woke up, it had been a few hours since Scott had gone to work. With a yawn and a stretch, she soon was up and fully clothed. Out of sheer boredom, she began to wander through the place. It was a fairly nice apartment; single bedroom, the kitchen connected to the living area, a fair sized bathroom, nothing too crazy. However, she soon noticed the porridge, which was now room temperature, but she ate it anyways. She WOULD have washed it, but seeing as she could hardly reach the sink, much less turn the sink handles, she had to just put the bowl and spoon on the counter.<br/><br/>With a soft sigh, she flopped onto the couch, pressing the red button on the remote. On came another movie, but unfortunately, there were no humans in it. "Hm.... I need to find a different channel..." she muttered, pressing another button. Suddenly, a menu screen of some sort popped up over the picture, making Dawn arch a brow. She stared down at the remote, wondering aloud which button she had pressed to make this pop up. She pressed another button, which only made the cursor move on the screen. She kept pressing buttons, hoping one of them would help.<br/><br/>Out of nowhere, the menu was gone, and on the bottom of the screen were English subtitles! Dawn stared blankly, the remote nearly slipping from her hands. "How.... on earth..." she muttered in astonishment. The door suddenly opened, and she turned to see Scott. With a little grin, she pointed to the TV screen and leaned back, smirking. At the very least she could PRETEND she knew what she was doing!<br/><br/>Scott seemed quite surprised, and he soon was on his laptop, searching something. Dawn just kept watching, trying to remember certain words that were repeated, and what they meant in English.<br/><br/>Soon, it was very late, and Dawn yawned, rubbing her eyes. She shut off the TV and glanced over at the dog man, who was still hard at work. "Good night" she yawned, giving him a small wave as she headed off to bed.<br/><br/>The next morning, Dawn rolled over in her bed, blinking tiredly. With a stretch and a yawn, she got up, and headed into the living room. Scott was still out like a light at his laptop, so she walked up to him and started to poke at his fuzzy ear. "Hey... wake up" she said softly. After a moment, she began to feel the ear with her fingers, surprised at how soft it felt.