EMBER'S POV
"You seem like you're in a much brighter mood," Axel said when he pooped into my room. I had just gotten off my call with Jean and was considering going off to the infirmary to drop off some cookies. The thing was, I actually had to bake the cookies.
"maybe because I actually am." I said and sighed, "Except, now I have to get hot and sweaty with baking." I said and made a face. But it's for a good cause I suppose."
"What's the cause?"
"sick pack members. I want to get them some cookies."
"Are they fit to eat cookies?" he asked, and I shrugged,
"I guess the Nurses can decide who is feet for the cookies and who isn't. but I'll try and rule out some general allergy triggers. Peanuts, and raisins."
"that's thoughtful," he said and picked up the beeping phone that I had dropped,
"Jean? I thought he said he had paperwork to get to." I said, but was thrilled at the possibility of him pushing his work to the side to talk to him.