Slanted beams of sunlight filled the room with a certain kind of pastel-tinted summer glow as the early morning light shone directly through the blinds that covered the single bedroom window. With a groan, Haruhi rolled over, shielding her eyes from the soft yet offending light. As she drifted in and out of consciousness, she became more and more aware of the emptiness of the bed. Blindly feeling around the large, luxurious mattress, her fingers brushed across a slightly colder spot on the bed where her companion was supposed to be. Slightly disappointed, she raised her head to gaze around the room. He wasn't anywhere to be seen. That's when she heard the excited murmuring coming from the kitchen.
About three months! Well, almost four. Can you believe it?...I know. She's getting better, though. It's not as bad as it used to be. It should be going away soon
Okay. Thank you, I'll tell her you called." The sound of his voice faded as he moved into another room. Vague