"Yea. Well, sort of. Before all the snow showed up I went and picked up things on my skateboard. Now I walk and use the bus." It wasn't the greatest but the bar needed supplies. "Then there's cleaning. And I have to clean my room." Sometimes it made him feel at home, getting nagged about a too messy room. "I'm also learning about how to cook everything ... but then I usually just pick up dishes instead when there's actually people around." Not all that surprising he wasn't the greatest at cooking but he tried.
"Oh ... okay." He looked down at his feet before actually peeling off the wet socks. The floor felt cold but since he was going from cold and wet to just cold it wasn't bothering him as much as it normally would have.