((Idk where exactly but they're in the closest populated city to the ruins))

Sunlight streamed in from the windows near the ceiling and crawled across the floor until it hit the mattress that had been clumsily thrown into the corner. The light peeked into Cat's eyes, pulling them open a smudge and then invading. She growled and turned, squeezing her eyes closed against it and burying her face into the nearest thing. Right now, as per the usual, that was Izzy's shoulder. But even that didn't stop the persistent light, which at this point of the day couldn't be stopped. The sun was high in the sky, and it was past time for them to rejoin reality. 

With great effort, Cat pulled herself up and off of Izzy's chest. He'd be up within seconds of her leaving, she was sure, and he'd probably be starving just as badly as she was. She slowly padded over to their collection of food. By now, it was many more old boxes of food than actual food. They took whatever leftovers they had when they ate home, though there usually weren't many. They'd have to go out soon. 

Sniffing out a few bits, she grabbed the box in her teeth and trotted back to Izzy, setting the box down next to him and fixing him with a look. As an orange tabby cat, it probably just looked like her usual cat face. As a human, it would have meant a lot more - something along the lines of "have some of this and we'll go out." She grabbed about half of the food and ate it in the odd way of chewing and dropping and hacking and chewing again cats had of eating.