Vieve's got sick. She's asleep at the moment and she's forbidden me from going in the kitchen without supervision, so we're getting takeaways.
As previously observed, Vieve is much heavier sleeping than she is awake. Kaylee visited at work again today. Brought food, ate it, gave Vieve an odd look, left. Weird.
Jeff's package arrived an hour ago. I've downed a vial of the stuff (tasted awful) and if no adverse effects manifest themselves within 24 hours, Vieve will take one as well. We trust Jeff, but just in case something happened to them on the way.
I've got to go, I'm hungry and takeaways aren't going to purchase themselves. Stay safe, everyone.