[location: central mansion] Who needs breakfast?
Abby had never been especially religious prior to entering El Dorado. She had a weekly bowling date with some nuns, and she had a few tattoos that could be interpreted as religious, but for the most part, she chose logic over spirituality, even if the entire concept of being spiritual fascinated her. Nevertheless, despite all of her logical leanings, El Dorado had caused her to believe in miracles. For the past week, every morning, she had woken up to find a Caf Pow on her night stand. Somehow, they just kept on coming. Abby was not about to question it, especially since they tasted just like home.
This particular morning, Abby had woken up to her usual Caf Pow, and decided that it was going to be a lazy morning. Still in her pajamas, Abby slipped on a pair of comfy slippers and padded out into the lobby. There were some chairs and they seemed comfy enough, so Abby plopped herself into one, sipping at her Caf Pow while she attempted to wake up.
This particular morning, Abby had woken up to her usual Caf Pow, and decided that it was going to be a lazy morning. Still in her pajamas, Abby slipped on a pair of comfy slippers and padded out into the lobby. There were some chairs and they seemed comfy enough, so Abby plopped herself into one, sipping at her Caf Pow while she attempted to wake up.