5. Yesterday
Ed watched as the scenery sped by him, making most of the landscape a big green and blue blur. He could feel Alphonse's hollow false eyes on him as they sat there together in silence; though it wasn't until the younger boy cleared his nonexistent throat that Ed remembered the cards in his hand.
"Is it my turn?" he asked, his hand already reaching towards the pile of cards between them.
"He won't be upset," Alphonse murmured, trying to reassure his brother. "He knows that you can't always finish on time; besides, it's only one day."
"I know that, Al."