"Hey! The food is here!" Someone knocked on Stanley's door.
Stanley quickly got out of bed, slightly tired feeling as if he wasn't able to fall asleep and had instead ended up thinking about many irrelevant matters.
He sighed and washed his face before walking out to the hall.
Fred got back to his seat and Nova quickly waved at Stanley. "John! Come get some food before we leave," she said.
Stanley sat on one of the empty chairs and grabbed a fork before dragging a bit of the foot onto his plate. "Leave?" he asked. "Are we going somewhere?"
"Close by," Nova said. "Gonna go take over a small gang and have them join us."
"Huh!" Stanley said slightly. "You're gonna make another gang join us? Will that even work?"
"Of course, it will," Nova said. "Didn't you see how many guns we have?"
"I did," Stanley said. "But I didn't think that… never mind. How big is this gang? Anything to worry about?"
