[Milliways: Suite 134]

Dead into the night, and the suite is wrapped in darkness. The light spilling out from under Indy's door illuminates only the rough shapes of a small heap of blankets on the sofa bed and an even smaller elephant snoring softly in her basket.

The quiet is barely disturbed by the other bedroom door opening and closing, and a pale shape making its silent way into the kitchen. Light spills over Mel's t-shirt clad shape as the refridgerator door is opened, and is cut off as it's pushed shut again. Then the only sound is the gulping of milk straight out of the carton.