Dale opened his eyes to blinding light and the four teenagers up, screaming about something. He noticed that Julia was still soundly sleeping on his arm, which had gone numb sometime in the night, but he didn't care about that. That's when Joe noticed he was awake.
"Oh, sorry about the light, I can turn it off if you want. I could turn on the light in the second room instead." Joe spoke apologetically.
"No, its fine. We all need to wake up sometime. Why is everyone shouting though?"
"Oh, I made breakfast...and asked a rhetorical question. I'm sorry that we woke you up Barbie." Joe explained, setting the tray that he was holding onto a wooden crate. Dale inhaled deeply, then exhaled, thinking about yesterday. "I made some for you and Julia, although there isn't any milk in it. We didn't know when you would be awake, do you want it?" Joe continued, trying to fill the awkward silence. Dale started slowly removing his arm out form under Julia's head and replacing the empty space with a pillow.
"Actually that would be great, and I don't mind if there isn't any milk in it Joe." Barbie responded, getting up from the bunk to join the others. Joe handed him a bowl and a glass of orange juice. The five of them chatted idly while finishing off their breakfast; Joe,Norrie, and Junior went outside to get wood(Barbie didn't know why they needed wood but guessed they just wanted an excuse for fresh air) while Angie had left with their dishes. Not long after they left Julia began to wake up fully and started shielding her eyes from the overhead light. "Good morning beautiful." Barbie spoke softly, gently taking a strand of her lovely hair and putting it along side the others. "Sleep well?" She nodded, adjusting to the brightness of the room. Julia sat criss-cross in their bunk beside him.
"So, going to tell the others about yesterday?" She asked him, massaging his shoulders.
"Maybe later, when everyone gets back." Barbie stated. "In the meantime though, would you like some breakfast?" He finished holding up a bowl of cereal.
"Gladly, I'm starving." Julia said jokingly, taking the bowl and glass of orange juice that he was holding. "What about you? Not hungry?"
"I guess you could say that. I ate while you were still sound asleep." Barbie explained, turning to face Julia who was picking at her cereal. "What's wrong, don't like it?"
"No, it's fine. I love Raisin Bran, but I was just thinking about what you told me yesterday." Julia confessed, taking a bite of the Bran. "I was thinking about what it means, but every time I come up with an explanation, it doesn't make sense."
"Nothing about this god-forsaken dome makes sense." Barbie joked.
"You got that right." Julia smirked, chuckling. She continued eating the cereal and relaxing on the bed for quit some time until she got tired of the plain taste.
The next couple minuets were quiet, Julia had started massaging Barbie's shoulders. Both were thinking about the events of the past three weeks, more so on their relationship than anything else when Julia spoke up.
"Hey Barbie." She swallowed before speaking her next thought. "Do you think I will ever get to see Peter's grave?"