Midnight Manor, Room 1-A, Saturday morning.

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

Arden woke up shivering. Somebody had left the verandah door open, even though it was very cold out and she didn't seem to have a scrap of blanket. The door was going to remain a mystery, but the blankets were easily solved - there was a lump made up of blanket and bright red hair curled up next to her.

"Hey," she hissed, poking the blanket lump. She was trying to stay quiet, because she didn't want the grownups to hear her making a fuss. "Hey, those are mine!" She reached for the edge of the blanket and started tugging. "You can't hog them all, I'm cold, too!"

[For the snatchy blanket hog, but also open!]

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[moreofaponchoguy]

Cal felt the tugging and leaned in the opposite direction with a low whine. Didn't she understand that he hadn't had such a big blanket in... well, ever? "Fine, here," he said, flipping one bit of blanket back in her direction before nestling in harder. "Don't bug me, I've gotta get sleep."

[hasaknightjob]

Llewellyn had woken up as a child which Steven figured meant fair odds others had as well. Steven being Steven, he put in an order of food that allowed for things both little ones and their regularly aged residents could eat for breakfast if they wanted.

When it arrived, he put it in the boarding house dining room, and then decided to check on the residents just to be sure.

Arden's was the first door up the stairs, so Steven and a will ping in himself tiny Llewellyn stopped there first.

Steven knocked softly. "Arden? It's Steven. Don't mean to interrupt anything if you're all right. But, er, are you all right?"