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Started September 30, 2020 by Deleted user

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(Yeah)
Vozreal walked back into his house. For all he cared, they could freeze to death. And he went to sleep.

Nyx was in bed, fast asleep.

The next day (sorry @SpookyScarySnoteleks)
Vozreal woke up, well rested. He went into the kitchen to make something to eat

And then it was noon

And Nyx woke up, sitting up and yawning. Shafts of sunlight fell through the windows onto her bed. Sleepy and unwilling to get out from underneath the warm blankets, Nyx laid back down and snuggled with a pillow.

He was making eggs and bacon and sausage. It smelled wonderful

Nyx, half-asleep, sniffed the air. Something smelled good.
Suddenly, she remembered mornings with Seven and Phoenix and Anne, the smell of breakfast and Anne's blue chipped mug of coffee. The memory was like a string, tugging her out of bed, into her bathrobe, and down into the kitchen.

"Top of da mornin' to ya!" He said to Nyx, sitting down and eatting

Nyx turned the same pink as her nightgown and, suddenly realising she'd forgotten to put her bracelets on, shoved her hands into the pockets of her robe.
"D'you mind if I have some?" she asked quietly.

"Sure!" He nodded, wondering why she hid her hands, but shrugged it off

Nyx, careful to hide any view of her wrists with her body, got some food and sat down at the counter, covering her wrists with her sleeves and spearing a piece of sausage on the end of her fork.

"Why are you hiding your wrists?" He asked, curious.

Nyx scowled at him and placed the sausage in her mouth.

"Geez.. touchy subject!" He adjusted his tie again

Nyx smirked.
A few moments passed, and then Nyx commented, "The food's lovely, by the way."

"Thanks! So, wanna hear a joke about spoiled milk?" He said