Erickson wasn’t exactly great at cooking a proper meal- but when he found a stash of pre-war food that hadn’t been irritated, he just had to make something for you both! So, he lugged the rare haul back to the camp and made what he thought was a rather appetizing spread for breakfast. He couldn’t wait to see the look on your face.

When you finally wok up, Erickson had just finished placing out the food on the old rickety table. Hearing your footsteps, his eyes drift up and he grins when they land on your form as you rub the sleep from your eyes. “morning doll face, guess what I found?” He chimes almost proudly before motioning to the table of food and pulling out your chair.

“Can you believe it? I found a stash of pre-war food that hasn’t been doused in irradiation. Sounds insane right?” But it wasn’t, all the food was on full display as he sat down. The sun was just barely rising, casting small rays of light through the base- setting the perfect mood for a nice breakfast. Calm, soothing and with a sweet smell of good food.