A Horrible Dream (Post Two)

Sam smiled again hopefully before dipping her nose back into her book, leaving him to his boredom once more.  He flicked at a piece of cat hair that had attached itself to his chin as he stood to get himself something to drink.  "Anybody else want something?"  A brief motion towards the kitchen and a shrug seemed enough of a pause before continuing on.

Popping open the fridge in the little kitchen revealed the unopened package of hotdogs and some wrapped buns that would be their dinner for that night.  Sadly, they would not be grilled but instead boiled on the stove.  He grumbled as he reached past the dogs to grab a beer from the back of the chest.

"Hey, toss me one!"  Jack sauntered in from the other room, pushing his glasses back up on his nose and straightening his shirt.  His blonde hair was a mess and there was a red mark on his cheek from the rug where he had been passed out.

"Have a nice nap?" Grinning, he tossed Jack a bottle before rummaging through a drawer to find an opener.  Cranking the top off, he leaned against the counter and took a sip.  The rain still pattered against the cabin with a steady drone but it seemed to have let up a little bit.

Jack screwed up his face and made an obscene gesture as he scratched the mark on his cheek before opening his bottle and taking a healthy swig.  "You think we'll get to use that boat at all before heading home?" Jack set his bottle down and rested his hands on the countertop, peering out the window over the sink into the growing gloom.  His lanky frame still seemed half asleep the way it drooped to support his casual lean.  "I mean, I'll take this over going back to work any day, but that lake is just taunting me!"  He threw his hands up in a gesture of mock desperation before smoothing his hair and grabbing his beer with a huff.

"Your guess is as good as mine.  We could look at the weather, but there's hardly any cell signal out here.  One of the curses of being out in the middle of nowhere!"  He laughed before taking another sip.  Not having a signal was one of the things that he liked about being out here.  It meant he could really get away for a while.  As far as he was concerned, the world ceased to exist until he was back within range of the nearest cell tower.  It was really relaxing to him.

Jack grunted.  He wasn't as keen on being completely cut off.  However, his frown turned into a smile as Marla walked in to join them.