She quickly headed down the stairs, and made her entrance in the kitchen. Alana was already asleep on the table, and Adella sat patiently. Everyone else was slowly shuffling into their seats, like zombies with a head cold. Andrina questioned why everyone hated the mornings. She had always considered the morning to be the prettiest part of the day. She smiled at her sisters, and quickly sat down across from them. "You need help dad?" She got up quickly and stood beside her father as he made the final preparations for breakfast. She turned around and noticed three seats empty. "Dad, where's Ariel?"