Mark, woke up the next morning sore, so he just laid in bed for a while, unable to move he just looked at ceiling, with the sound of the alarm clock going off. A few moments later, Corday, walked, hearing the sound of the alarm clock going off. "Mark, don't you hear the clock going off?"
"Yea, sure" he said tiredly. Corday walked to the room go to Marks sided of the bed, giving him a kiss on the check. "Waking little sleep head." She said lovingly." But, mummy, I don't want too." Mark said, "You think you are so funny, do you?" Lizzie said with a grin, "I really try to work on a daily bases." He said sitting up in bed. "Man, of all days, I wish I could call into day. Of all days,' Lizzie, looked at him with concern, "Why is that? Did you get hurt playing hockey?" She said with some concern. "No, like I said, before and told Dave and his team, I'm a old pro at playing hockey." He said as he slowly as he made his way out of bed, to his dresser, rubbing his head. "Mark, I can't help you if you don't tell me what wrong." He turned around a looked at her, for a brief moment, "I'm fine really, just a little tried a sore, that's all," he said hastily.
As Lizzie dressed I to her night gown, she looked at him "Okay, fine have your way, but I thought you wanted to stay home. You know Mark, sometimes you confuse me." Mark laughed to himself, "Well, that's a typical guy for you, leaves the girl confused." They both laughed, "You may want to hurry it up, you got a billion things to do at work, and I hear that Kerry is on the hunt, for…. the kill." Lizzie said, tiredly. "Oh, that just sounds dun on a day like today, I take you had a long night last night?" He said as he went over to giver her a kiss, "Always, Mark, Always it county what can I say," she said tiredly, as slowly closed her eyes, to only find herself drifting off to sleep.
Mark got ready for work, before leaving out the door in a rush to county; he took some tynoal, hoping that would cure his headache. "Of, all days, I get a head ach, today." But Mark didn't think to much more about it, he just let it roll of his shoulder and went about the rest of his day, which today of all days was a slow one.