The G-wagon's engine died down with a gentle purr as Don guided it into an empty spot in SHU's student parking lot. The morning sun cast long shadows across the asphalt, painting everything in hues of amber and gold.
Donald, who had been dead to the world for most of the journey, stirred in the passenger seat as the sudden stillness roused him from his slumber.
"Huh? We're here already?" Donald mumbled through a yawn, his arms stretching upward until they nearly touched the luxury vehicle's roof. His sandy blonde hair was even more disheveled than usual, sticking up at odd angles from where he'd been leaning against the window.
Don gave a curt nod, his sharp eyes scanning the nearly empty parking lot through the tinted windows. "Yep, good news is the school looks pretty empty today, at least when compared to yesterday." His fingers drummed absently against the steering wheel, already mapping out their route to the training center in his mind.