29 Chimera Court, Saturday Evening

Well, the power was still out and the weather showed no signs of letting up, but there was, at the very least, a roaring fire in the living room at 29 Chimera Court, over which Nathan had arranged a few pots to boil. One was just hot water, he needed his tea, dammit. The other was the makings of a stew, with potatoes and carrots and beef, nothing terribly ambitious, but it would be hot and it would be filling, which was good enough for him.

He wouldn't even deny that he actually rather preferred it this way. It was simple, it was quiet, and while he had come to appreciate the convenience of modern technology, this was by far a more familiar way of life.

He was smiling to himself as he sat down near the fire, settling in to write in his journal while he waited for the vegetables to cook.

[OOC: Open to housemates or anybody crazy enough to brave the weather to visit!]