Gregor kicked open the door, setting Ely's food down, and walking into his room. Time apart. That's what they needed. They were going to tear each other apart if they didn't. He changed out of his clothes, putting on a pair of black shorts, and a black shirt. He grabbed his bag, putting about twenty water bottles in it, knowing that it wouldn't change the weight slightly. He grabbed a piece of paper and wrote Ely a note, attaching it to her bag. The note read:
"Going out for the night. Letting things cool down. House is yours for the time being." And with that, he was gone.