midway

Daphne forced another smiled and laughed half-heartedly as another patron, the last of the night (thank whatever god for that), told another her another cheesy joke with love sick eyes as she attempted to usher him out the door. “Yes, yes, I’ll have to look it up.” She was practically pushing him out the door with a smile on her face. “Come back now.” Daphne shut the door quick before the man could get another word out and sighed in relief. She glanced over to Gabe, who was still cleaning the glasses (was that the same one?) and rose a brow as he spoke. “Where’s this coming from?”

He finally set the glass down, raising his hand and pointing in her direction, ready to say something before faltering and changing his mind. Turning around, he picked up another glass----it was definitely a different one this time!----and went back to obsessively rubbing it clean, trying to work shit out in his head. Abruptly, he faced her once more, blurting out, "You're not a witch or somethin' are yeh? Spikin' drinks with love potion? Because this shit is crazy."

There’s takeaway shops that are open past midnight, here? That’s bloody insane.. and are my kind of places. I always find that smaller places in small towns have better food.

Uh huh, this placed called Silver Dragon or somethin' like tha'. They're usually open til 2 in the morning an' I stop by after work if I get off in time. The smaller the town, the less like likely it's gonna be authentic though, so I dunno if I can agree with ya. Where d'you think I got the shit food from? But hole-in-the-wall place are definitely better'n the usual. 

I never understood zombie movies. Without a blood circulation (which, y’know, can’t happen without a beating heart), they wouldn’t be able to stand, let alone move and chase after you.

Yeh, but that makeup's still fuckin' creepy, though. Who cares whether they can really come after ya when they look like that?

We need another festival so I have an excuse to dress like a hippie and not get eyed for it.

Pretty sure people're gonna look at ya funny for dressin' like a hippie, regardless. Either they think you're some dirty hobo or they're gonna try to hit ya up for some weed. 

Yeh, that's typically what happens when ya pound shots an' then take the first person that agrees to blowin' ya into the restroom. At least you didn' get it bit off or something like that.

The places around here are definitely better than some o' the shit I've had in the past that was jus' masquerading as food. Especially when it's past midnight an' yer fuckin' starving. 

Gabe + Sydney || Closed

"At least I have that much," he laughed, his ears flushing red as he shuffled back some. "We can sit if you like? Or get some air. I don't wanna crush your feet here." Gabe grinned back up at her at the Betty White comment, already nodding his head yes, "Oh yeah, she totally does it for me. Sorry. Aw, c'mon, you're just gonna leave a guy hanging like that? The curiosity's gonna kill me and then you're gonna be a murderer. You don't want that."

Oh, Gabe. Sometimes, you’re a real pain in the ass. I never should’ve let you follow us to Canada. I think Arden’s just about had it with your elf jokes.

Arden loves my Elf jokes. She laughs every time. And it's only drunk giggling half the time. And you definitely wouldn't know what to do without me and my sensible humanness, so you're welcome for following you. Rude. 

They’re so easily replaced. I saw a homeless girl practically begging for a job. A little hard labor never killed anybody. Pussies.

You're so harsh, man. Pretty but totally harsh. I think I hired that homeless girl, though. 

Well it’s better then the other jobs I have.

What're your other jobs?