Blue's face dropped with disappointment, looking at the piles and piles of frozen meat. "So much for a Sunday roast then." She sighed, deciding to take her leave from the freezer. If there wasn't anything they could eat, there was no point in being cold. She watched Marcus fill his bag, doing the same with her own so they could carry double the amount. She supposed she shouldn't complain, MREs were better than no food at all.<br/><br/>"Good slumber party food?" Blue asked, before she smiled thoughtfully. "Crisps, cake, sandwiches, popcorn, ice cream." She daydreamed, resting her chin in her hand as her elbow rested against the surface of the counter. Though she soon perked up at the question of liquor, rushing over to Marcus to take the bottle from his hand and look at it. "Oh, I'll drink anything." She grinned, glancing at him. "Maybe we should stop off at the hideout first, then the barracks after?" She asked with a smirk. "I don't want anyone getting their hands on this."<br/><br/>____________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Russell sighed, his lids feeling heavy as they dropped shut. They'd been travelling for almost a day straight, aside from a quick stop for the others to get some rest, but Russell had stayed up to keep lookout. He couldn't remember the last time he'd slept properly. And Jenessa's affections to his back and neck wasn't helping, soothing him into a calm state. Dammit, she'd got him now. "Just leave it, it's fine." He murmured sleepily, not bothering to open his eyes.