Rick Noel – Diner – Night
 
Rick sat there staring at his cup, maybe he had said too much. He nodded as she left, raising his hand giving her a light wave. He finished the cup and departed, it seemed the waitress girl wanted to get everyone out so that she could close up. He stood outside the diner and stared at the sky, mesmerized by glistening stars. He had never really seen a night sky.
 
He stood there and then he could feel cold night chill aided by the cold sea breeze. He grabbed the rolled up jacket on his pack and put it on.  He was going to head out to the wall and check the progress they were making, but he was tired and his body ached for a soft and warm bed. 

Rick made his way to Mary’s home but it seemed she wasn’t in. He checked the robots and it seemed they were charged. He unplugged them, didn’t want to risk the contraptions overheating and sparking a fire while they slept. Rick chuckled as he thought back at his time in the Institute studying these crude creations. 

He stretched his arms and let out a yawn. His eyes grew weary. He grabbed his things and headed up. Usually that’s where sleeping quarters were located in these old homes. He headed up the dark stairs dimly light by moonlight from a window. He looked into a room that seemed small with a small bed and simple bookshelf. It seemed like it would be guest quarters. Hopefully he wasn’t intruding. He placed his bag in a chair and hit in the bed and laid there slowly falling asleep.