Food.... Wonderful food.... He reached blindly for it, only to have the scent and the blissful peace ripped away all at once by a cruel, inhuman shock into reality. School. That word penetrated his mind. [b]"It's just a myth Cass... just go back to bed..."[/b] He groaned and stuck his head under a pillow. School was a myth... a horrible one. He was closing his eyes when it hit him. He really did have to go to school. But it was so nice in bed... It took more willpower than he had to give to roll himself out of the bed and onto the floor with a loud thud. He tried to sit up lethargically and then thumped his head back to the floor with a sigh. Mornings. There would be a [i]lot[/i] more of these. Conrad rolled out of the tangle of sheets on the floor and rubbed his face. He searched through the sheets and found his shirt, pulling it on after tossing the sheets onto the cot. He had slept fully dressed, like usual. And somehow had worked his shirt off, as usual. Whatever, pajamas were a pain. He stretched with a cracking sound and grabbed a pair of sandals from under the bed. After trying to straighten the wrinkles in the black t-shirt and adjusting his jeans, he was ready to go.

Conrad walked past the bathroom door and took the steps two at a time down without even checking. The girls could have the bathroom all morning for all he cared, as long as there was something to eat. Slipping through the kitchen and into the food preparation area left gave him all he needed, a disposable plate full of scrambled eggs, a piece of toast, and a quick stop at the sink to splash water onto his face. He wandered back into the main area, wolfing down the eggs as fast as he could, making his way around Cass to lean on the wall, and coming up for air just long enough for a question. [b]"Where did Moe and the others go?"[/b] Conrad went back to eating, maybe if he was lucky there would be some leftovers.