Who: Lennon and Marco Where: the billiards room When: early evening
Lennon and Marco had agreed to hang out later in the day when Lennon had gone by Marco's room earlier. There were things he'd needed to get done: checking on Chase and Tobias and leaving some whimsical art on Kai's freshly painted door to begin with. He wanted to spend some quality time with Marco, especially now that Juno was gone. Hopefully she'd be back. They were missing Kiley too, and he felt the need to keep his few remaining peeps close. It bugged him how Marco always seemed to be the receptacle for all kinds of shit, how his addiction was used by their captors to jerk him around on a constant basis. All of it sucked, and he just wanted them to have one good night. He knew it was possible, even here.
He'd found out what sounded good to Marco for dinner and had ended up making a kind of appetizer platter to bring over to the billiards room. They had blankets and cushions and were seated in a cozy corner with their food and drinks. If they got bored, they could try some pool, maybe making up weird rules to go with it, and Lennon had a sketchpad, thinking he might try to sketch Marco. He had several drawings he'd done of various friends. Chase. Tobias. Kiley and Juno. It was a thing he liked to do, okay?
"Here's to my creative cooking efforts," he said, lifting his glass in a faux toast. He'd never be as good as Jack, but he'd given it a good try. Speaking of, hopefully Jack would be back too sometime.