truthplot pre-play

Dawn is breaking, golden light peaking in through the windows, so Noah drags himself up and pads out of his bedroom, barefoot and sleep-rumpled. He knows even before leaving his room that the others are still asleep, he usually wakes up first if no one's got an early work shift and this morning is no exception. Blue stayed over last night, which means everyone is here, so even though Noah's appetite still isn't back to normal he decides it's a good morning to make pancakes.

He gathers all the ingredients, and just as he has a few pancakes cooking up to fill the room with that nice aroma, he knocks on both doors. "Hey! Wake up! Breakfast!" he calls, obnoxious and loud. "If you don't get your butts out of bed Cinnamon's gonna get your share!"