33 Apocalypse Ave., Thursday Morning

[not_in_the_book]

Waking up early, Ronan slipped out of bed -- being careful not to wake the other occupants -- slipped on some pyjama pants and a t-shirt, and opened and closed the door as quietly as possible as he left the room.

Coffee first, he thought, and then he might as well get started on breakfast.

[For the housemates! Or anyone else who wants to call/drop by/whatever.]

Comments

[bitten_notshy]

Emma was forever and always (or until the next time she let him stay in jail in an alternate dimension) Jack's favorite, so she got a swift grin and a brush of Jack's hand over her hair.

"I suppose I could stick around for a few minutes," he granted. "As long as it's for a good cause."

[icecoldfrost]

"Making sure I eat properly before I haul myself out to work?" Emma suggested. "That's a pretty good cause."