The alarm went off. It was 8am. The sunlight blinded me between the curtains that I forgot to shut the night before. I stumbled out of bed and washed up, listening to the blaring of the morning news on the TV downstairs. The big topic was the same as it had been these last few weeks, and I only had to hear the one name to confirm it.

But today was different. The reporter had a different tone as he spoke. I couldn't hear what he said, but sounded more urgent, more concerned. As I shut off the water and dabbed my face with a towel, I realized why when I heard him say what we all had been dreading to hear.

"The mayor of this city has ordered a full city lockdown."

That was when I heard a loud noise downstairs. I ran down the steps as quickly as I could.


"Ugh, I'm always dropping my phone," said Takeru as I met him in the living room with Patamon sitting atop his head.

"So this lockdown is seriously happening?" I asked.

"It looks like it. Looks like we'll be stuck here together for a while."

That was when I gasped.

"We can write together."

Takeru stared blankly at me.

"You sure you want to write with me? The last time I critiqued your work you cried when you saw my suggestions."

I couldn't help but tear up. "I like using commas, alright?!"

Takeru crossed his arms. "Case in point."

I let out a sigh. "Come on, it'll be fun. We could sit across the dining table with our laptops and pretend we're in a coffee shop together."

"So that I don't sit next to you to snoop on your writing."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You're way too nosy."

"Don't lie. You are, too!"

After a pause, we both laughed.

"Let's do it. Maybe I could finish my novel."

Patamon giggled. "Mmm, coffee!" he said. "I know I want some!"

"Just save some for me, too, Patamon," said Takeru as he rubbed Patamon's ear.

I gasped again as another idea hit me. "And then… when we're bored we could always make some prank calls to your brother."

That was when Takeru's eyes lit up with mischief.

"I can't wait."