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Jacob had woken up to a lot of snow, a powerless dormitory and a growling stomach. The latter two had cause a problem because cornflakes were just cornflakes and Jacob wanted to more. The blizzard hadn't caused much of an obstacle, not when you could change into a werewolf built to brave cold weather. He'd been across the island in a flash and while he'd gotten some strange looks for showing up in just a pair of jeans at J,GOB, the baker hadn't asked any questions. Which was once more evidence of how much the people on the island had gotten used to situations like this and luckily, the bakery had a back up generator. So Jacob had gotten a huge bag full of pastries for 'those poor students'. He suspected that J,GOB hadn't really been expecting a whole lot of customers.

So now, said bag had been upended on the dinner table. The bag itself had been thrown into the bin in Jake's room. It wouldn't do to have anyone take notice of the teeth marks on it. Jacob lay sprawled upon the couch in just a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, his hair still a little wet, while he munched on a muffin. In his boredom, he might just end up eating his way through the stack of food.

Best not to let him stay bored.

[Brought to you by Food Delivery Services Jacob Black. Open, of course.]

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Bod was used to cold weather but he was definitely not as hardy as Jacob so he padded into the common room, bundled up in jeans and a t-shirt covered by a heavy sweater.

"You're up early," observed Bod, smothering a yawn. His eyes, having adjusted easily to the dark light, noticed the food and the fireplace. "The power's out?"

"Nah, you're just up late," Jacob smirked and he craned his head back to look at Bod. "Seems so. I was hungry so I figured I'd make some toast but... Not so much going to happen now. It seems the entire island is out."

"It looks bad out there," said Bod, taking a peek out on the virtually white landscape. He shook his head, eyes going back to the food. "Did you go outside in this, Jacob?"

Maybe he should lie, but he was kind of tired like lying and he wasn't disobeying orders. "Told you I was hungry," he smirked at Bod. "Somebody had to do it."

"I feel like I should call you insane or something of the sort," said Bod, finding a seat and tucking his hands into his pockets to warm them. Fireplace or not, it was still very cold. "I'm surprised anyplace was open."

"I think they were surprised to have anyone show up," Jacob admitted. "I think they weren't expecting a lot of customers because they gave me all that to share." He stabbed a thumb towards the table.

"I'd say I'd prefer something warm but I don't think I have a choice what with the electricity being out," said Bod, leaning over to snag two donuts. "And I wouldn't want to encourage anyone to toast anything over an open fire either. It seems dangerous."

"I bet there's some marshmallows in the kitchen," Jacob mused. "Those wouldn't be bad to toast."

He was blaming Morgana for making him want to eat marshmallows.

"You don't think that's just asking for trouble in an enclosed room?" wondered Bod, nibbling on the donut and blowing warm air into his hand as he did. "Evacuation due to fire in this weather might be deadly."

"They're just marshmallows," Jacob didn't see much harm in it. Then again, he wasn't that good at seeing harm in something. "You're not going to put them on fire and toss them across the room."

"Accidents happen," replied Bod, shrugging one thin shoulder inside his sweater. "Why are you up this early? Did you not sleep?"

Jacob wondered if this meant he'd stopped snoring or if Bod had just gotten used to it already. "I slept, not until noon but I did," he said, wondering if he really was that lazy. Which was quite a feat for him. "I dunno, just woke up and got hungry. Why are you up?"

"I could hear the wind," he said, glancing back out towards the window. The trees were bending and swaying. Winters in England didn't tend to get this bad. The temperatures were cold, sometimes even freezing, but this was new. "It woke me up. Once I woke up, it was cold enough that I knew I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. Staying in a powerless room would have been boring after awhile so I wandered out to see if anyone else was up. And here you are."

Jacob nodded. "It's looking pretty bad out there," he had to agree. "Too bad there's no television. I guess we're going to have to entertain ourselves. Hopefully it won't be too long."

"Are you going to entertain me?" joked Bod, nestling down into the chair and trying to stay warm. "You look like you're warmer than I am."

"Blizzards aren't that uncommon in Washington," Jacob said. "And the fire's pretty nice."

He glanced at Bod and smirked. "Hey, I brought the food. You get to entertain me."

Wrapped in a blanket, Dru made her way through the dorms looking for people to explain what the hell was going on.

Food would be an added bonus.

"Morning," she said when she came into the common room.

"Morning, Dru, Jacob waved from the couch. He only had to think a moment to remember the girl's name as there'd been a lot of people to remember.

"Help yourself." Because he wasn't going to get up.

"Thanks. I don't trust my cooking skills in the dark," she admitted before snagging a muffin and taking a seat on the couch.

Which would be the point when she finally noticed the fireplace.

"Huh. That's new."

"What is?" he followed her gaze and honestly, he hadn't been paying that much attention to the common room set up. "Is it?"

"Hullo," said Bod, giving a nod at the girl he didn't know. He would have waved but his hands were busy being warm.

"I'm the one that's cold," he said, gesturing to Jacob's current ensemble. "You look like this is a chilly autumn day. My form of entertainment would involve chattering teeth and chilly hands."

"Then you're doing it wrong," Jacob shook his head as if he felt for his poor roomie. "You could warm up a lot if you actually moved around. I don't know, do some dance tricks or something."

Her father and grandmother had spent a good part of Dru's life playing games to train her to always be aware of her environment. So yes, she'd notice a fireplace where there suddenly was one.

"It is," Dru nodded. "I'm not sure how I want to know they managed to get it built so quickly. Or how they knew it was going to be needed." She thought about it for a moment then shook her head. "This place is weird."

"Morning," Dru nodded in reply, doing a little huddling herself. "I think we have Ethics together. I'm Dru."

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