Kitchen of the Captain Lord Mansion, Late late Tuesday Night

[not_ironmaiden]

The B&B was... interesting. And quaint.

And made Tony think of--had he known his grandmother--her house. With worse taste. The wallpaper alone was enough to keep him awake all night in horror.

That was probably why he was drinking coffee in the kitchen then. Probably.

[[For those guys]]

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[screwyoumarvel]

Steve padded into the kitchen, said, "Hey," then realized that, wait, this was not the mansion and Tony didn't have a lab within miles. "What're you doing up?" Without waiting for an answer, he headed for the fridge. Nightmares required chocolate. This was fact, as far as he was concerned.

[shiroi_tiger]

Ice. Nathan needed ice. Or perhaps whiskey. Whiskey on ice? No, that was a waste of whiskey, letting it get watered down.

He paused in the doorway of the kitchen, raising an eyebrow faintly as he took in the pair already present.

"Bad night for sleep, tonight."

[tyler_back]

Tyler had been out on the porch watching the stars. He was surprised in a way that wasn't surprised at all when he came back in for water.

"... all of us?"

[not_ironmaiden]

"All of us," Tony confirmed, hording the massive cup of coffee. "The wallpaper is a problem."