Alex sat in his house quietly staring blankly at the tv. The tv screen was black as he stared at it, he had bags under his eyes as if he'd hadnt slept in weeks. He was deep in thought and didn't notice when Missy walked in and set a plate of food down beside him taking the old plate of food from breakfast that hadn't even been touched. She looked back at him sadly, he hadn't slept in days and she was getting worried about his health.
Alex glanced ober at the food his stomach growling, he sighed and picked up the plate and began eating the spaghetti eagerly. He finished quickly and sighed setting the plate down. His mind wandered back to ehat he was thinking. Danny's gone...and her funeral is tomorrow...