I am prepared for any season, I am prepared to stay
It was dark in the sitting room, unsurprisingly, considering most of the Sanctuary had gone to bed some time ago. Sure, Magnus was almost assuredly still in her office, and Kate would bet money that Henry was tinkering in his lab. But for the most part, it was quiet. She flipped on one of the lamps beside the couch before heading back to the kitchen. And her and Will, of course, it looked like with the crisi barely behind them, they all had reasons for not sleeping. Everything had gone by so fast. One moment her biggest concern was keeping that kid with the iphone from uploading a certain someone's dance moves onto youtube. Then on the phone with government officials, then soaked to the skin in freezing seawater. She'd barely had time to make sure that kid got back to his family before whole new kinds of hell had broken loose. The silence and stillness now felt almost suspicious.
The coffee pot was finnicky, and eight times out of ten she couldn't get the damn thing to work. Thankfully, this was not one of those times. She pulled two mugs out of the cubboard and started to pour. She swore loudly when some of the hot liquid splashed over her fingers. She always forgot about how the top leaked.