Brook grumbled as she felt a gentle shaking of her shoulder, followed by a strange woman's voice telling her that it was time for her to get to bed. She slowly sat up, then let out a huge yawn and rubbed at her eyes before seeing Jenna clearly. It only took her brain a few moments to process where she was and who the woman was.<br/><br/>Her voice was soft as she spoke, “Thank you for waking me. I did not intend to fall asleep at my desk again.” She smiled warmly at Jenna before standing and clumsily making her way back to the bedroom. Her bed was so comfortable compared to a leaning over a desk that she had no trouble falling back asleep.<br/><br/>When she woke again, it was 8am in the morning. Brook combed her fingers through her hair, then headed for the kitchen. She had no idea if this was too soon or too late for breakfast, but she was hungry.<br/><br/>When she found the coffee maker in the cabinet along with the skillets, she did a silent happy dance before making a pot of strong brew. It wasn't long before eggs and sausage, along with biscuits were cooked and getting ready to be set at the table for her new companions.<br/><br/>After she set the table, Brook leaned against the counter and enjoyed her steaming cup of straight black coffee. The fact that she still wore pajamas did not bother her at all. This group was to be a family in many ways. Brook was never a morning person, and she refused to get dressed up for breakfast.