Turns out Trauma is a Good Thing to Bond Over // OxO with Iris

Seeing that the person who had come in the house hadn't come back out. He knew for sure now it had been Cameron. He couldn't say for sure if the other would still be awake for some time, or if he would feel tired after a long night. Either way, Cal seemed to be replicating the same thing the other was as he watched the ceiling. Being awake, he heard his stomach give a soft complaint at having not eaten much all day. He frowned at his chest before hesitantly pulling back his blanket. The air was cool, and he immediately wanted to go back to sleep. Sadly, hunger was a hard force to ignore. Eventually, he got to standing, and carefully making his way to the kitchen. Luckily, his eyes were fairly adjusted to the dark now.

Eventually, he found the fridge, looking inside. There wasn't much pre-made, and he really didn't know what did and didn't taste good. He took a slice of cheese out of the plastic package, nibbling on it. It tasted sharp, but nice. It was a strange thing to describe. He didn't want to take too much, so he set the package back again. He sifted though the cabinets until he saw food rather than glasses and plates. He settled on a simple box of crackers, pulling out a sleeve of them. He took a few in his mouth, regretting it as his mouth felt dry afterwards. At least he still had the water from earlier sitting on the small coffee table. After finishing the small portion, he headed back towards the couch again.

Cal took a sip of water like he wanted before sitting down. Unfortunately, it was another night where he couldn't sleep much. It was still a bit different though. His mind was calm. It was just… awake. He had slept so much during the day. And that was saying something. So… Cal attempted to recall what Cameron told him about the stars. The patterns and shapes they apparently had. He still didn't see it, but it made the silence more comfortable.

Cal blinked awake, the sun streaming in the window. He finally did fall asleep… Not for very long though. The man recalled the sky hinting at pale pinks before he passed out. Now, it was probably just an hour later. Not much time atball. Well, it was something.

Cal shifted slightly at the sound of Cameron shuffling around in the other room. He eventually saw the tired man come out and straight into the kitchen. He had fully expected the other to cast a glance at him, at least to see if he was asleep or not. Not that it made any difference to Cal. The man yawned, likely alerting the other to his consciousness.

(aaaa hi I'm here after all this time… A lot of things came up, including forgetting my password, but I have some free time again!)

Cameron looked over at him. "Morning." He said quietly. "You want some breakfast?" He asked, running a hand through his hair tiredly.

Honestly? Breakfast sounded nice. He wished he were a bit hungrier though. It was hard for hunger to come when he hadn't moved much in the past twenty four hours.
"If you're already planning on making something," the man found himself replying. It was hard to help. Why bother Cameron with his request if he was both capable of going hungry and nowhere near eager to put the other out of his way.