Living with Kaos was an odd kind of torture, Padraig had come to realize.
It took Kaos’s friends and Nora Newman three days to invade the house for an impromptu “housewarming cake party thing”—Emil’s words—and it felt completely alien to have so much life inside the house again.
Nora, maybe because she was closer in age to him than the others, made sure he could have his coffee and cake in the kitchen with her, while Kaos and his friends went to have theirs in the living room. It wasn’t far—they could still hear and somewhat see one another—but it was still a bit of a reprieve from the all the energy they seemed to have.
“How have you been, Padraig?” She’d made some sort of a chocolate cake with blueberry jam and cream filling, and they had large pieces on their plates. She seemed to be
