After the tune was over, Dylan looked down, and it seemed that Lis was.. simply out cold. Chuckling softly-- so as not to wake her-- he cradled her head gently while getting up from his seat. Dylan then carried his sleeping girlfriend on his back, gently slinging her arms around his neck and softly taking hold of the back of her knees in a piggy-back fashion. He had considered taking Lis back to her home, but a cold fact completely killed his train of thought: he had never been to her house before, so he didn't know where she lived. The formal had ended quite a while ago, and now, Dylan was on his way to his house, Lis still sleeping peacefully on his back, head rested against his shoulder. Opening the door, the boy found his mother, quietly snoring on the couch as always, a result of her work as a full time nurse. He climbed the stairs to his bedroom and gently set Lis down onto his bed, pulling out her handphone from her pocket before tucking her in and planting a small kiss on her forehead. Suddenly, Lis' phone in his hand began to vibrate, as the Caller ID read: Mom. Answering the phone, Dylan responded quietly, "Hello, Mrs. Fifer. I know this isn't who you expected to answer, but this is Dylan Sage; if possible, could you come pick her up at our residence? She fell asleep during the formal, so I carried her here."