by Prism | Score: 4900
The smell of pancakes and sausage brimmed the air, clanking plates were placed on the table in a sudden flourish, breakfast was served. Orion and Nella seemed proud of the food they made, putting a fruit dish on the side. Cyrus and Richard gladly took to the food, with Orion and Nella joining in moments. Cyrus thanked for the food, with Richard agreeing with a nod. This time Cyrus grabbed for the eggs with bits of vegetables like tomatoes in them. The morning was peaceful and with a gourmet breakfast on top, the day was looking good. Until Richard noticed the person outside, barely seeable through the window. Richard immediately reacted reaching for the nearest blade, which happened to be a sharp knife, and headed off to the window. The others just peered over, trusting his senses but with confusion nonetheless. Opening the window and staring directly at the figure who hadn't been phased to leave, showed a very, very drunk man in a firefighter outfit. Richard growled with annoyance, and the others looked over, Orion complaining about who drinks in the morning. Cyrus reached over to Richard and promptly told the man to go away, the drunken with a slurred speech complied, after talking about the economy, an odd speech indeed. Richard closed the window with a slam after the drunken left. Nella and Orion were already back to eating and Richard and Cyrus rejoined again. Conversation was mostly small talk, first about the drunken, then about how the room was a mess (which was of course started by Orion) and questioning why they had a soccer ball when no one played the sport. Cyrus sighed and after the convo ended got up and turned on the radio, the first words they were met from the metal voice was about a meteor that had fallen onto the sky, Cyrus got excited and everyone decided to listen.