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It'd been a few days since the island kinda sorta got back to its usual self, but some people were still wandering around like they were a little lost and Eddie couldn't blame them. It was just weird, waking up at home for a couple of days - home just the way he remembered it - and then coming back to the island again like it never happened. Maybe he'd been here lying in a coma for a couple of days, but what happened to him was real. He remembered it perfectly and that had to mean it was real, right?
What Eddie needed tonight was comfort food, and if he needed comfort food then he figured a bunch of other people needed comfort food, too. Not that comfort food was the same to everybody, but Eddie was the one cooking so Eddie got to decide what it meant tonight. And maybe the compound didn't stock boxes of KD, which would've been his first choice, but he could at least make some macaroni and cheese from scratch.
It might've been a challenge for him once, but after years on the island - and years of feeding a small child on the island - Eddie could probably do it blindfolded with one hand tied behind his back.
Okay, maybe not the hand part.
For variety he put out some bread and fruit and leftover fish sticks, but mostly tonight's dinner was gooey, cheesy pasta, and Eddie was pretty satisfied with that.
[ meal post, so come gather and chat and eat off one another's plates. it's totally okay, i swear ]
What Eddie needed tonight was comfort food, and if he needed comfort food then he figured a bunch of other people needed comfort food, too. Not that comfort food was the same to everybody, but Eddie was the one cooking so Eddie got to decide what it meant tonight. And maybe the compound didn't stock boxes of KD, which would've been his first choice, but he could at least make some macaroni and cheese from scratch.
It might've been a challenge for him once, but after years on the island - and years of feeding a small child on the island - Eddie could probably do it blindfolded with one hand tied behind his back.
Okay, maybe not the hand part.
For variety he put out some bread and fruit and leftover fish sticks, but mostly tonight's dinner was gooey, cheesy pasta, and Eddie was pretty satisfied with that.
[ meal post, so come gather and chat and eat off one another's plates. it's totally okay, i swear ]