The Hidden Door-A Role Play (AKA The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop II)

Kipp looked up at her watching her fold her skirt under her as she sat next to him. He'd just been about to call Fred over since he'd completely ignored him to get out of the cold. Maybe he would have to thank him after all.

"Y-yeah." He said, fixating on the dancing flames instead of her. Stupid. Stupid. Don't go back to one word sentences. It's just Cam. You were perfectly fine talking to her like fifteen minutes ago. Just be normal. Please for once be normal.
"It's nice not having to worry about what new big nasty is waiting for me out side." He added smiling at her.
Fred watched him and Cam from the other side of the room. Kipp was actually playing it cool, he smiled. He’d done a good thing for Kipp, or at least he had tried too.
 
“Yeah,” Cam replied. A thought suddenly pricked in her mind. I should write home. I shouldn’t put it off. I shouldn’t procrastinate. I should write home.
Worried lines drew across her face.
“I should write home,” she muttered.
"Write?" He asked giving her a confused look. "It's not like the power's out. You can call, I'm sure there's a phone around here somewhere." He said looking around trying to spot one.
 
Eve walked up the stairs peeking into Aria, Hana and Aella’s room before continuing along coming across a room that was empty. She sat on the bed looking around, the room was a lovely room. She couldn’t help but wonder how Kevin could pay for all this. She looked out the window amazed. Wow, it’s beautiful here. She thought
 
Kylan yawned, realizing just how droopy his eyes were getting.
He pulled himself up, dragging himself over to where Noah, Torin, and Alex were. "Guys, you need to go to bed. Go dream about... Communism... Or something." He said softly, stretching a bit. "You can run around and cause your fair share of chaos tomorrow. I'll... Show you where we're sleeping. 'Right?" He said, glancing at the three of them. Am I even going to be able to sleep with them here?
 
“I think I want to sleep on the floor” Aria said “but I don’t particularly want to share”
“Huh” said Hana, thinking of a compromise. If Aria wanted to sleep on the floor, then she slept on the floor, no question. She pointed to the bed, “I guess you have it all to yourself then” she told Aella with a smile, surely anyone would enjoy a comfortable bed to themselves. She grabbed a pillow and a blanket, setting up her own little area on the floor next to her stuff. There were enough pillows and blankets to go around, probably too much. Making sure she didn’t leave her katana on the bed, she went back for it and returned to lay down, resting her head on the fluffy pillow as she held onto her prized weapon firmly.
 
“Huh” said Hana, thinking of a compromise. If Aria wanted to sleep on the floor, then she slept on the floor, no question. She pointed to the bed, “I guess you have it all to yourself then” she told Aella with a smile, surely anyone would enjoy a comfortable bed to themselves. She grabbed a pillow and a blanket, setting up her own little area on the floor next to her stuff. There were enough pillows and blankets to go around, probably too much. Making sure she didn’t leave her katana on the bed, she went back for it and returned to lay down, resting her head on the fluffy pillow as she held onto her prized weapon firmly.
Aria grabbed another pillow and a blanket and placed it on the floor next to the closet. “Cool” she smiled at Hana from where she lay on the floor
 
"Write?" He asked giving her a confused look. "It's not like the power's out. You can call, I'm sure there's a phone around here somewhere." He said looking around trying to spot one.
“It’s just...” Cam said. “It’ll be hard to explain everything, once again. I told them all about the coffee adventure, and they believed me, even. I just don’t think it will work again. And it will be hard to explain why I’m in Russia. I think I’ll even leave a return address on it, so they can write back.” She had considered leaving it off, but that could upset them further, not knowing where she was. Couldn’t hurt, right?
Kylan yawned, realizing just how droopy his eyes were getting.
He pulled himself up, dragging himself over to where Noah, Torin, and Alex were. "Guys, you need to go to bed. Go dream about... Communism... Or something." He said softly, stretching a bit. "You can run around and cause your fair share of chaos tomorrow. I'll... Show you where we're sleeping. 'Right?" He said, glancing at the three of them. Am I even going to be able to sleep with them here?
Noah, despite his excitement, was actually too tired to argue.
“Okay,” he said, yawning. Despite Kylan’s attitude towards communism, he was still the person Noah respected the most. Because... lightning powers.
(So are Jewels and Clary staying in Borealis? She didn’t even say goodbye to Charlie. :( I shipped it.)
 
“It’s just...” Cam said. “It’ll be hard to explain everything, once again. I told them all about the coffee adventure, and they believed me, even. I just don’t think it will work again. And it will be hard to explain why I’m in Russia. I think I’ll even leave a return address on it, so they can write back.” She had considered leaving it off, but that could upset them further, not knowing where she was. Couldn’t hurt, right?

Noah, despite his excitement, was actually too tired to argue.
“Okay,” he said, yawning. Despite Kylan’s attitude towards communism, he was still the person Noah respected the most. Because... lightning powers.
(So are Jewels and Clary staying in Borealis? She didn’t even say goodbye to Charlie. :( I shipped it.)

Kipp understood what she meant. Chris had sort of believed him, of course having a giant nasty spider bite had certainly helped prove his story. This time the only thing he'd have was the silvery scars on his back to prove anything. But if they weren't talking in person, there was no way they'd believe him.

"Right, but, you've been away for three months. And they've been locked up at home wondering if you're ok. Explaining can wait." He said shrugging and biting his lip. He should take his own advice. "International mail takes a really long time. Like, at least two weeks." he added remembering how long it took to send a letter to his extended family. "Who knows maybe quarantine will be over by then."
 

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