[He makes himself a small pot of green tea, and chokes down a ration bar while it brews. The next morning, although he certainly isn't unaware of having shared most of three bottles of tequila with Miss Iris "time lords DO have two livers" Wildthyme, he feels at least vaguely alive. He kisses Fives and gets to the dining hall early enough to beat the line to the coffee, which he suspects will be a more appreciated offering than the fruit and bacon and hard boiled eggs and muffins he piles together to bring to Quentin's room.
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Date: 2018-08-04 09:44 am (UTC)[He makes himself a small pot of green tea, and chokes down a ration bar while it brews. The next morning, although he certainly isn't unaware of having shared most of three bottles of tequila with Miss Iris "time lords DO have two livers" Wildthyme, he feels at least vaguely alive. He kisses Fives and gets to the dining hall early enough to beat the line to the coffee, which he suspects will be a more appreciated offering than the fruit and bacon and hard boiled eggs and muffins he piles together to bring to Quentin's room.
He knocks, albeit softly.]