Snippet #1791400

Ken nodded 'no' towards Jonah, already getting the idea the other guy was friendly, but could tell quite easily he might have made an offer to go back with him. The wanderer didn't trust either of them, nor did he want to have anything to do with them at the moment with all the commotion, as he kicked over the chair he originally used to restrain the door on the other side, and started legging it, and dashing into a business class, and slamming the door. Sure, there'd be a sound, but then again, most doors were kept shut, just the way McFly loved it. This time, there was a small wooden table he could barricade the room with, as he pushed it into the door, blocking out the little window on the door, and reinforcing the barricade with a couple of boxes and such he found in the room, before walking over to the main table, bolted into the ground, where he'd lay down his 'dinner' for the night.

This dinner consisted of a Salisbury Steak TV dinner with some Macaroni and Mashed potatoes, Instant Noodles, and some cheese puffs he'd found. Following that was a thermos of boiling water (thankfully, the noodles came in a cup). Ken started to think about how he'd cook the TV Dinner, when he spotted a microwave from home economics on one of the tables he didn't touch.

He looked at the food as he opened up the cardboard box of the dinner, and a bit of the lid of the cup noodles, staring at them blankly, and sighing again at the contents, whose amount was little, unless combined, eyeing the Macaroni and mashed potatoes on the side, and the meagerly sized steak. The noodles themselves would probably serve to him the most amount of food.

He reached into his bag once more, and pulled out a small pillow he'd gotten during a trade off of a killer knitting expert, followed by a simple sheet to use as a blanket, and began to 'set up shop' there, yawning, and hoping tomorrow would bring a new day. When setting up was done, he headed for his food, and began to set it near his 'bed,' digging in, and keeping quiet. When it was all done, he tossed his trash aside, kept his utensils, and pulled a flashlight, and began to read a comic book he found while scavenging, before slowly drifting into sleep...