Hide stood groggily in the kitchen with his head on the counter, holding a rather large icepack to the right side of his face. The entire right side of his face was rather swollen and looked as if it was going to start to bruise, who knew a human wielding a bar stool would hit so hard? Or maybe it had been his fault for diving his face into the corner of the stool and then spinning around and smacking his face into the counter... It could have been either and at the moment he was not particularly up for trying to figure out which it had been, his face hurt and he was starting to get a throbbing headache to accompany his face.

Sadly though, he did not get long to dwell on his pain while no one else was about. A scream reached his ears, followed by the thudding sound of feet on the floor. Hide didn't move from his spot in the kitchen though, he merely waited. And all within a minute or so, the sound of the feet retreating and then silence once again. It honestly felt like no one was getting any sleep anymore. His lack of alarm for the scream was normal, well, at least he thought so. Since the fire, no one had been doing entirely great. Slowly he lifts his head off of the counter, dropping the icepack into the sink before he pulled out a kettle and began to fill it with some water. He plopped it onto the stove and turned the burner on before he reached for his backpack. 

Normally he never carried anything with him, but since the fire and having gotten a job at Delicate Ferocity, he had started to carry a backpack. The manager of the store was very friendly and understanding that Hide had a big family to help take care of, and despite having been there for a short time, gave Hide all sorts of small gifts. Today's gift in particular was tea. His manager had sworn up and down that this tea was a cure for all sorts of ailments and had given him four metal tins of it. And not only that, but it was accompanied by five different tea infusers. Each one was a different shape, but he had to agree, the shark one that bit onto the side of the cup was his favorite.

Carefully he plops the tins down onto the counter and pulls himself out a clear glass cup. It wasn't long before the water boiled, and by that time he had already had the infuser filled and was already pouring his water into the cup by the time his cellphone began to beep at him. Dropping the infuser into the cup of hot water, he dug into his pocket and pulled out his old flip-phone. Quickly he scans over the screen, a text from Roman basically telling them when the next full moon was going to be. With a slightly tired frown, he hits reply to text him back.

[i] "Cigarettes. Can you grab me a pack or two? I'll pay you back when I get paid next week."[/i] Hide then hit send and snapped his phone shut before stuffing it back into his jacket pocket before he plopped down into onto the kitchen floor with his tea. The smell was almost painfully strong, but he found it to be quite relaxing and warm in contrast to the slight chill he was still dealing with from his thirty minute walk home. He didn't really care if anyone else managed their way out of their rooms to get some tea, he knew the scent of it was strong enough to fill the entire apartment easily, but he was fine sitting on the floor by himself. So fine about sitting on the floor by himself that he nearly forgot how bad the right side of his face hurt while he stared up blankly at the ceiling, just holding his warm cup of tea.