Feb 23, 2025
big fingers make quick work of the coarse coffee in the moka pot over the fire outside their tent. it's cheap coffee, but the smell of it is enticing as it wafts in the cold desert air. the fire is their only light besides the stars. soon enough, frank enters the tent with a thermos of it in hand, pouring himself a cup to sit beside @viduanata.
"you ought to sleep," frank says gruffly, "my turn to take watch."