Noah knew Peri was sick, but he didn't know it was only certain times of the day. He had also had a very busy week too though, so he'd been wrapped up in mixes and tracks and filters and all that crap. When he was finally able to go home on Tuesday night, it was for a three day weekend. He had nothing scheduled for Wednesday, Thursday and Friday.
He let himself into the apartment, bagful of Chinese food in his arm, and shut the door behind him. He set his keys in the bowl on the table by the door and said hello to Wicket, who was there to greet him. "Peri?" He called out as he started up the hall toward the living room, to see if she was home yet or not.