Christine sat up. We were all in Nick's room again. She was sitting in the corner. Brian was sitting at Nick's computer, sleeping. She looked at Nick's bed, where I was sleeping. "Where's Nick?" She asked herself, getting up. Christine walked downstairs and into the kitchen. She saw him sitting at the table, drinking hot chocolate. "It's cold in here." Nick put down the newspaper he'd been reading, and said. "That's 'cuss there's no door!" Christine laughed sarcastically. She looked at him. He had a fat lip, a black eye, and a bruise on his forehead. "He!" She said. "Well you don't look too good yourself." He pointed out. As she walked out of the kitchen with three cups of hot chocolate, she said, "Somebody's cranky this morning." "I heard that!" Nick yelled, getting up and following her back upstairs. He sat down next to me on the bed, where I was sleeping. I sat up and took a hot chocolate from him. I looked at him and saw all the bruises on his face. "Are you okay?" I almost yelled. "I'm fine." He replied. Christine walked over to Brian, who was still sleeping, and said loudly, "Gee, wouldn't it be too bad if I accidently dropped this hot chocolate right on Brian." Nick started laughing. Brian jerked his head up and yelled, "I'm up! I'm up!" He glared at Christine and took the cup out of her hand.