Villager passed the town hall for what seemed the millionth time. 'I... I wonder where she's been...' He thought to himself. He woke up early in the morning, took one look at himself in the mirror, and KNEW he'd been asleep for weeks, again. Slightly ashamed, he had made his way to town hall, waiting for his secretary, and friend, to arrive for work.
'It's almost twelve o'clock, I wonder if I should be worried? Isabelle's never been late, before... Has she been away, too?' Villager pondered.
(( Heeeeeeeeeeeey, you're not dead, are you? ;_____; ))