[h3][hr][color=#A67846]Kenny Sokoloski[/color][/h3][hr][sup]Rushford: Jenkin’s Diner  ||  May 7th[/sup][center][indent] [/indent][/center]
While Kenny listened eagerly to Krisana and Henry’s discussion of how the group should move, she was grateful for Kent’s assertion that breakfast should come first. The smell of biscuits wafting up from the toaster oven beside her made her realize how hungry she was, and trying to think about future plans and risks on an empty stomach made her feel sick. Looking at the gun Karen pulled out only served to further curb her appetite as her mind skipped to thoughts of what it’d be used for, but she swallowed her discomfort, trying to focus on how helpful the weapon might be. It was something to fall back on in the case that things went wrong, and likely more effective than the bat she’d left sitting against her booth. Looking at the bat now, at the faint brown-black splotches she hadn’t been able to rinse off in the back, made her stomach turn, but she knew she’d have to steel herself for when they left the diner. She needed to be able to protect herself and the others, just as she needed to get to the summer camp. Caleb was counting on her.

The suggestion of omelets brought Kenny a surge of comfort, and she nodded in agreement with Krisana. [color=#A67846]“Omelets sound good to me too,”[/color] she said to Katie before focusing on the girl she knew from the candy store counter. Kenny hadn’t talked to Krisana much outside the store, but the curly-haired girl had always welcomed Caleb and her with bright smiles. Though Kenny didn’t love sweets, she enjoyed a good saltwater taffy now and then, and Caleb loved poring over the shelves of colors and tastes enough for her to have recognized Krisana easily the first day. 

Krisana’s mention of the candy store, then, brought a sad smile to her face. Venturing outside to retrieve candy didn’t sound like the best idea to Kenny, but that was more because the thought of picking up her bat made her nervous than because she didn’t think it worth it to make a trip for sugar. 

[color=#A67846]“Maybe heading to the candy store could be practice,”[/color] she suggested. A look around reminded her of how young she was in this crowd, and she felt a light beat of nervousness, but she continued on with only a minor waver in her voice. [color=#A67846]“We could stock up and get a look around town. We’d kill two birds with one stone.”[/color]