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Spoon heads from the lake door to the front door at a fairly rapid pace. He's got chores at home to do, and they're important to his continued sanity. It would be naff to screw this thing up just because he let routine get lost in the newness of it all.
He's back not long after that, though, and feeling much better for having left a note letting mum know that he's alright, where he is, and that things aren't bad. Spoon's grip on the written word isn't good enough for that to come out as smugly as he'd otherwise attempt.
Now is the time to order breakfast, and there is deep discussion with Bar while he pours over a list of Ace's usuals and attempts to come up with something healthy enough that he'd eat it and sweet enough that she would. He may be here a while.
He's back not long after that, though, and feeling much better for having left a note letting mum know that he's alright, where he is, and that things aren't bad. Spoon's grip on the written word isn't good enough for that to come out as smugly as he'd otherwise attempt.
Now is the time to order breakfast, and there is deep discussion with Bar while he pours over a list of Ace's usuals and attempts to come up with something healthy enough that he'd eat it and sweet enough that she would. He may be here a while.