Opal heaved a sigh as she dropped her bag to the floor, kicking at it to try and distract her mind for a second or two, but it was a poor attempt. "This can't be happening..." She mumbled to herself as she pulled her phone out of her pocket, her eyes glancing down at the voicemail notification from Graham that she had listened to over and over again the moment she had gotten signal. Slowly breathing outwards, she sat down on the bench, her hands still deep in her pockets as if she was waiting for something. But for what? She was back to square one. No home, no sister and no Graham.