Azzo had left Melody a note on his table/desk thing in his room. One that read gone shopping be back soonish. Mainly out of habit because his mother always made him leave a note. The other part out of the fact he didn't want her to wake up and spaz that he wasn't there.

He'd sunk out just as the stores was opening. He didn't know if Fallon had anything to make Chicken soup with, however he didn't even know if he could find Fallon and persuade her to make it...

Which when he got back with some boneless Chicken breast, veggies, and noddles, chicken bullion hoping he could find Fallon to make fresh soup as the girl was always against cans. Azzo as well bought a few cans of condensed chicken noodle soup and some other food stuffs like crackers for Melody. OH! And a few cans of chicken and Stars soup, the stars amused him because they reminded him of her pillow. As well as some stuff he'd much rather eat later. Including things to make his Cactus salsa with and chips. Lots of chips. He'd placed the bags on the table and looked a the cans of soup...

Mainly because he couldn't find Fallon he was on his own, in the first floor kitchen. Having cleaned up a bit of whatever mess seemed to be left. It'd seemed there hadn't been a good washing of pots and pans, though what do you expect most people didn't bother to really wash things it was rinse and repeat or go find Fallon... However, now Azzo just remembered that he couldn't cook worth a ******** s**t.

"Damnit... I burn water when I cook it. What the hell am I going to do, and Fallon always needs a three day notice. This can't wait three days and I can't find her..." He was staring at the soup can reading the label in hopes there was an idiot sheet on it. He of course had out a can opener and what he hoped to be a large enough pot to cook the soup in.