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[h3] Axel Sweetlake [/h3]
[indent][sub][COLOR=5DADE2][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]Kitchen, Sweetlake Residence[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=5DADE2][b]Timeframe[/b][/COLOR] [I]Morning[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][color=5DADE2][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]None[/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=5DADE2][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5436023]Here[/url][/I][/right][/SUP][/indent]
[indent][indent] Sometime later, Axel stared at several loaves of bread and a tray of pastries. He wasn't sure what to do with them yet, but he did know some of his ingredients were going to go off if he didn't use them, to make bread. At least now he could freeze the bread, or feed some of the other people on the street. Harper had been asking to bring some food to the Holloways again. A regular thing their father started doing after the passing of Jill Holloway. Paul came in and just handed dishes to Harper, ordering her to take them to Holly "just because". But the three of them knew how hard the passing of Jill was on the family. Axel cursed himself a little, he had been slightly slacking in this duty that he took over from his father. 

The young cook made a mental note to ensure to make a dish for the family later in the day. 

Ingredients were dwindling though. Axel knew he still had ingredients at his apartment above The Greenhouse, and in the freezer in the restaurant. Given that it hadn't been raided yet. He was hesitant though, the sound of this night was more in that direction. And he wouldn't be going there alone. Frankly, going outside today to Delenay, which was just across the street and three buildings over, already scared him. The things he'd seen... no. He shook away the image of the happenings at the market.

Axel washed his hands as his eyes wandered to the Apple Danish pastries on the tray, still cooling down. Someone's favourite. He'd have to take some of them with him if he was going to visit her today, no sense in putting that off any longer. He put two of them in a paper bag.
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[h3] Harper Sweetlake [/h3]
[indent][sub][COLOR=F7DC6F][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]Harper's bedroom, Kitch, Sweetlake residence[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=F7DC6F][b]Timeframe[/b][/COLOR] [I]Morning[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][color=F7DC6F][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]Holly Hollowway [@Kuro], Survival Squad Group Chat[/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=F7DC6F][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5436023]Here[/url][/I][/right][/SUP][/indent]
[indent][indent]Harper knocked on the window again, but apparently, it was a little too far away for Kit to hear her. Defeated, she turned back and sat down at the window seat. She picked up her logbook again. 

Sometime later, a familiar ding sounded from her desk. Her phone just went off. For the second time, Harper put down her notebook and walked back over to her desk. She had two messages, one of them already send earlier in the day. She opened the first one, a new group app called "Survival Squad", the name made her smile and she scrolled through the group's participants. The seniors, Carlo's tenants... Davey too. She read the text and closed the app for now. She had no way of confirming right now, she didn't know if Axel would let her out like that.

Harper switched to the other group she got messages in. A message in the senior's group app, those who live in Mulberry Road, the "gang". She chuckled a little to herself. The group was first just for her, Lee & Holly. But they added others to the mix eventually. Her chuckle dwindled from her face as soon as she wrote the messages in the group, though. It hit some kind of reality for her she didn't want. Call her naive, but she didn't want to think about the moment that food would run out.

Maybe this could be an excuse for her to leave at 2. Phone in hand, the sunny teenager walked down the stairs towards the kitchen, where Axel was putting Apple Danishes into a paper bag. She snorted to herself, she knew damn well who those were for, even if Axe thinks she knows nothing. [COLOR=F7DC6F]"Hey masterchef, feeding orphanages like the saint you are?"[/color] Harper joked as she raised herself up to sit on the counter of the kitchen island. She looked at several loaves of bread and a tray of pastries. It felt kinda weird, making so much food that would go bad so fast, but Harper knew the ingredients themselves were about to go bad. She grabbed a croissant and took off a piece with her other hand. 

[COLOR=5DADE2]"Smartass."[/color] Axel said as he turned towards her. 

Harper winked at him and finished her bite before speaking again. [COLOR=F7DC6F]"Holly seems to be running out of food, is it okay if I bring some to her today?"[/color]

Axel sighed, his suspicions about the Holloway's food situation confirmed. [COLOR=5DADE2] "Yes, take a loaf and the leftover lasagne, there should be enough for three. Tell them I'll make more soon. There's a bag of rice too."[/color] Axel figured that then, at the very least, they could cook rice for themselves. [COLOR=5DADE2]"I'll make a bag with some stuff."[/color]

Harper noticed the slightly defeated demeanour of her brother. While they were not strapped for food yet, it would run out. The greenhouse in the garden could only provide so much and the restaurant groceries Axel had in his truck while coming here were dwindling down. Harper wondered how many supplies there were at the restaurant and Axel's apartment above.

[COLOR=5DADE2]"Don't go further than the Halloways though"[/color] Axel added, eyeing his sister. Harper nodded dutifully. [i]Technically[/i], the park was across from the Holloways, not *further*.

[COLOR=F7DC6F]"Thanks, Axel."[/color] Harper looked at her brother. It was clear he had been working on the baking for a while, as she saw a familiar bleak expression on his face. Small beads of sweat on his forehead. She wondered about his sugar level right now but knew better than to ask. Axel, however, noted her looking and knew exactly where his sister's thoughts went. 

[COLOR=5DADE2]"I'm going to the clinic later today, around 2. Don't worry, okay?"[/color] Axel said, as he turned around and grabbed a plastic shopping bag, putting the bag of rice in there already. 

Harper [i]was[/i] worried. Especially since Axel has such an adversion to leaving the home, but today he's going to. In any case, Axel leaving is good timing for Harper. She left the kitchen and unlocked her phone again. 
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