Ult. Ben Grimm / Main Bar

[unbreakableben]

 [OOM: New experiments, much like the old...]

It's late back on his side of the door but sleep is being troublesome, so when the door to the kitchen lead to Milliways Ben wasn't too worried and besides, he's pretty sure Bar can scare up a mean glass of warm milk better than any the microwave can.

"Milk, cow, hot," he says unable to resist the Star Trek joke any longer. When it manifests, he takes a sip and looks around for anyone he might know.

Anyone dare to tell him he has a milk mustache?

[Tiny tag: Ultimate Ben Grimm]

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[not_his_pa]

William's fallen asleep in a comfortable chair by the fire with his hat pulled down and his book, some stories by Mark Twain, slowly slipping down his chest.

Since he's been staying in Bar to watch out for Bill and keep track of the stables with Miss Barlow gone, he's ended up busy.

The weather also hasn't been that nice, he knows there is sun here, he just hasn't seen it for a while. At least the rain's a bit less but he considers that a small blessing and for now he's glad of the warm.