First Floor Lobby - Wednesday Morning

[neurotic_witch]

Chris woke up and realized that he was cold. And it was dark. Very dark.

He sighed, realizing the power was out. He tucked an extra blanket around Summer and left her a note that he'd be in the lobby.

Then he orbed out to the mainland and returned with several big containers of coffee and assorted pastries from an Einstein BrothersAnyone

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[senor_chado]

Chad had definitely noticed the scent of the coffee in the air as he was passing through that morning, and was very grateful for it, because he hadn't gotten to have any yet, and that could be a very bad thing. He grunted, noting its presence, and then grunted again, in question toward Chris as to regard of its share-ability.

Which he assumed was good, but he'd hate to assume and then take someone else's coffee.

[neurotic_witch]

Living with Wyatt meant that Chris was well versed in grunts.

"Help yourself," he said. "I brought plenty."

[senor_chado]

Chad gave another grunt, nodding, and lifted a thumb in appreciation before doing just that.

He was probably going to hang out by the containers for a bit. This might take several cups before he reached a cognitive, communicative level, here.

[neurotic_witch]

"I hope they get the power back on today," Chris remarked. Because he understood the importance of coffee.

And heat. That was important too.