Barto squatted in front of the storage cabinet, rummaging through ingredients to make breakfast.
Gu Ning looked up from her handiwork and glanced at it. "I've eaten. So has Cook."
She hadn't known when Barto would wake up, so she had heated up some bread and sausages in the microwave, feeding both herself and Cook first. It was better to work on a full stomach.
Barto smelled the lingering scent of food in the room, checked the time, and glumly put the ingredients back.
It had slept too long, too deeply.
Usually, even if it didn't wake up earlier than Gu Ning, the sound of her stirring would have woken it. It wouldn't have missed the chance to make her a hot meal.
"Awooo." Cook had sidled up to Barto at some point. He placed his hand on its clawed one, stopping it from closing the cabinet door, and looked at it with an expectant gaze.
"...Go chew on some jerky." Barto slapped his hand away and closed the storage cabinet.
