"We are going with the option that keeps us alive," replied Elias, already pulling out the sleeping bag that was in his bookbag. "But Alexei is also right. We need to get back on a schedule if we want to be healthy enough to survive. Even if it means sleeping in the sun."
"Sleep in daylight," Lachlan mused, licking chocolate from his thumb even as he rolled his eyes. "How romantic."
"Sleep while the world's pretending to be simple," Alexei corrected, rinsing his cup with a stingy splash and shaking it dry.
They worked through the house again, this time not as soldiers, but as owners. They checked all the windows and made sure they were properly locked. The curtain were pinned shut with anything they could find, including knives that Alexei had found in the kitchen.
Chairs were braced under the back doorknob when Elias pointed out that the screws in the locks weren't long enough to prevent someone from kicking down the door.
