Vol 2 Ch 8 - Good Un-Morning
Thankfully, there are no further interruptions during the rest of this round of deliveries. Or even during the next one, either.
Once Jonathan finally has the fourth and final load of freight, he makes a detour to a delicatessen. More specifically, the one where he previously purchased yesterday’s breakfast.
After equally uneventfully acquiring milk, third breakfast for himself, and first breakfast for Lucas--since he’d totally only eat sugary baked goods if real food wasn’t conveniently available--he makes his way home.
With his back to the recently re-locked front door, Jonathan reclaims the last armload of supplies as he looks at Lucas’s still-shut bedroom door.
‘...Our food will still be too hot to eat for a little while; I’ll make some coffee first.’
Jonathan may or may not be making up excuses to keep putting off waking up Lucas in the hopes that he’ll do so on his own, knowing full well that he probably won’t.