Manizer

     “Children sure are pessimistic these days, aren’t they..”

(”No shit. Stupid horny boyfriend–where the fuck did HE go? Gonna have to go find his ass too…”) “Hi. I’m Anda.”

But a hand reached out, palm upward in a ‘stop’ motion.

“Wait a sec, wait a sec. Don’t go out wandering out there drunk and stupid. Where’s your ward–I’ll call a cab over.”

Wallace shrugs his shoulders. “I didn’t really get a chance to explore this place yet. I’m, uh...” He grabs his phone and checks the statistics app. “Here it is. Condo 465.”

without further ado, Ellis orders their very impractical meal. he tries to do so discreetly, but it’s hard for people to ignore such an order.

“For once I can say people are staring at me for the sheer amount of nuggets I just ordered instead of my wings. An odd feeling.”

“Wait, have you ordered a ton of chicken wings before—” Wait. Wallace pauses. He means the wings on his back. Right.

“何だ一体 !?”

“FUCK no! Was he drunk or something?! He’s not–I’M Anda! Jeez–he’s the one with the booty calls, I’M not interested. I don’t even know who you are!”

@stoleurbf replied to your post “Can’t sleep?”

“Lars invited me.”

(”Goddamn it Lars, you can’t just send people to my damn apartment…”)

“Alright. What’d you want.”

“He sounds like a prick. And pricks don’t get nuggets.” as they enter the famous restaurant chain, he mentally rehearses what he needs to say. “Uh..10 boxes of 20 nuggets, right? Math sucks.” 

“Who needs to go to the gym when you can just ride a Jim?” and that’s not even the worst thing that’s come out of his mouth. “Ah, man. Well, I’ll just have to wait to post it until we get the internet thing figured out. Until then, we make our own memes.”

“Absolutely incorrigible. Then again, I mostly survive on bar food. It’s a wonder I’m not overweight by now.” not really, considering his work out routine, but– “You know I’m gonna have to recreate the picture I was talking about once we get them, right?”

“That’s fair. Nuggets before bros or whatever they say.” money wasn’t an issue; despite his limited funds until he finds himself a job, nuggets were serious business. “Name’s Ellis, by the way. Thanks for indulging me.” 

“ A’ight then. Later. ”

“Damn. I could cry. Or kiss you. Jury’s still out on that,” he laughs, more surprised that someone shared his odd aspiration than he should’ve. “To the nearest McDonalds–!”

“You know that picture of the guy looking absolutely shocked and in awe over the massive pile of mcnuggies in front of him? Yeah, that’s where I wanna be someday.”

“Seriously?! That’s rad! Haven’t heard any track by that name, though.”

“ Some city where you, me and a bunch of other yahoos got dumped in for god knows what reason. Enjoy your stay cause we’re all stuck here. ”

“Ah.”

“Hold on.”