Michael woke up in the late afternoon. He wasn't sure what time it was until he looked at his clock, it was 1:37. He was still on the floor from last night, he couldn't really remember much, except for what had happened when he was sober. It was a stupid idea, to drink his fathers beer, though he was angry and did not know what else to do.

His back hurt, from sleeping on the floor, though his head also hurt. He rubbed his temple for a moment before he stood up, making his way to the shower. He was in need of a bath, he knew, and he stayed in the bath for a little over a half an hour, most of the time, he just leaned against the wall of the shower, letting his body get hit by the showering rain-like water. He thought to himself about what could have happened, what most probably happened, and how he was to make it up to the producer.

He felt like an idiot. Though he was glad that he did not have school today, since it was Saturday, and his school, last year decided to see if a two day weekend could be better for the students. After he was dressed, in a pair of semi tight blue jeans, a loose fitting blue shirt with a semi tight vest over top of that, and his normal, more comfortable than school shoes, black boots. He took less than a minute to comb and hair spray his hair. After he was finished getting dressed he walked out into the living room area of the apartment.

His father was already at work, and would probably not be back all night, like he does most of the time on Sundays. He looked down at his feet, Inu-chan was starring up at him, purring slightly and "making biscuits" with his paws on the carpet. Michael smiled, patting the cat on the head a few times before realizing that he was out of food.

He stood up, going towards the kitchen when it hit him, he should go to the producers office, since Sakano is normally in his office all day on Sunday's, preparing for things and doing whatever it was that producers did. He thought that the visit could be a good thing, he'd be able to apologize, without his father being there, and he could probably bring him lunch to help with the making up progress. He smiled at the idea.

He fed his cat, and then grabbed his wallet from his bedroom dresser, his house keys, his cell phone and his necklace that Fuuji had given him for a birthday present. After everything was in place, he walked to the door of the apartment. Turning for a moment, to look at the cat eating to food from the bowl, "I'll be back later Inu-chan!" He called and headed out of the apartment.