Nom nom nom

"Well you better get used to it, mister. You're stuck with us for nearly two years, minimum unless the gods reach down and touch mom more than they already have." They both laughed, sliding into chairs and serving up bacon and eggs first to him, then to each other as though serving one's self were not permitted suddenly, trading plates across the table. The girls raised their glasses a moment later, calling out, "To new beginnings!" They each drank, though not enough that the pills would affect them right away. Salty bacon makes a girl thirsty, though, and soon both glasses had little more than a rim of orange at the bottom, and the chatty prattle of two teen girls slowed and ebbed.

Their plates were almost empty, but instead of jumping up to clean them as before, they sat there, staring across the table at one another, their eyes distant and unfocused. Both were humming under their breath, though it seemed like more of a chant than a song, in perfect rhythm with one another though Jack, who was closer to both of them than they were to each other, could barely hear either.