InsaneJournal

Who: Wade and Isabel
Where: the Diner
What: Busted
When: Late night Sunday
Warnings: Language
Open: nope
Status: Ongoing



Wade had been at it since the weird door showed up, sneaking to the other side of it sometime in the middle of the night and gathering up anything he thought this weird ass city might need. He may be a lot of things but stupid wasn't one of them and he realized they were all stuck there with more people showing up every day. There were things they would run out of eventually and if these doors were random and unpredictable there was no knowing if there would be one when they started running low. So he was sneaking through, visiting different places with the essentials (and some not-so essentials) stealing them, and then dropping off where they were needed. Medical supplies to the hospital, milk and flour and butter to the bakery, packaged food and frozen meat to the grocery store, more meat and booze (lots of booze) to the pub, and tonight was for the diner. He was loaded up with a massive bag with ground beef, more milk and flour, plenty of bacon, cheese, and the contents of some fruit stand that he'd found on the side of the road on his way home. He'd go back for more later but this had been all he could carry for now.

He found the diner easily and found his way to the back door, sneaking inside and looking for a refrigerator. Eventually he found a metal door that usually meant walk-in. He pulled it open and brought his bag inside. The flour probably didn't need to stay in there but he didn't know that so he left it anyway, just emptying his bag and leaving his haul behind before heading back for the door.