We've gone hours without food. Somebody has to take a stand. Ao replayed this thought over and over throughout his mind, thinking of the possibilities. And at that moment, it had come to him. A list. Scribbling the word groceries overtop a paper towel, Ao continued to list the necessities for what would maintain the house's food supply.
(NOTE: This is for me. You guys get whatever you want, I guess. Yeah.
-Ao (Your roommate)
With a slap of his hands and yawn, Ao left the warmth of his room and quickly slide to the fridge, slapping the paper on the door and going back to his room without recognition of the others.