McWongalds: Shit Lunch Turdwoman

           Once the shake is in his hands, Gabriel plucks the cherry out from the opening of the lid and sticks it in his mouth. Stem still in hand, he severs it from the fruit and tosses it into the bag. The cherry tastes more like candy, but we’re not complaining.               He doesn’t notice the change in Dave’s facial features. How could he when he’s too focused on twirling a fry into the whipped cream before stuffing his mouth? “ I’m not really into Star Trek, it was just on… ” Sure. It was just on. We just happened to dig it out from the third link suggestion on a putlocker search. BUT IT JUST HAPPENED TO BE ON.                “ What other one? Like the old ones? You can put them on if you want. ”

                 There’s a kind of feeling of at least he’s eating, but any relief that could be felt with that thought was quelled by knowledge that he’d probably be paying for it tomorrow. But at least he’s eating, right? “I didn’t think you were. But, uh, if you want to watch the new ones,” I didn’t need to push why, “There’re two others...”

                  He might have known that. He might have been watching them this whole time. But if watching them would help him--and keep him away from what I knew was a bad idea--then I’d push it. Even if it meant sitting through hours of movies I personally found grating. I watched him shove the fry into his mouth like it had personally wronged him. Yep, I could deal with a little J.J. for him.

     “You just asked if I had good china. I’d like you to think about that, David.” He leaned back in his chair, tipping precariously onto two legs. “Why don’t you just use one of Molly’s dog bowls? Shit, it’s not like she won’t eat straight out of a cereal box if you throw it at her.”

    “I’d say I told you so, but I think the M&M’s were enough of a blow for you.” Honestly, he felt bad and it wasn’t even HIS candy. “There’s duct tape and some cardboard in my room. Contact cement’s on the dresser if you’re feelin’ frisky.”

          hastily, west moved to grab a broom from the corner where it was propped up with various gardening tools. he held it out to the other, complete seriousness coating his features. ❛ the l e a s t you can do is clean it up ❜