#bevtrice

           ‘ ------ --- BEFORE you say anything: i know i’m late, but! there’s a reason! picture this: randy jackson, a carefully curated boombox & bohemian rhapsody. i was like, “ i’ve got to get an autograph, a selfie, maybe a few wise words from he-all-mighty! tris’ gonna love this! ” i mean, he’s no ryan gosling, but it is randy freakin’ jackson! with the glasses and everything! and then; not only i realize i know shit about him and proceeded to google him, but also that it wasn’t randy freakin’ jackson; it’s some guy that impersonates him, just... walking around... pretending to be him... dawg-ing & yo-ing everyone in sight ----- did you know he’s SIXTY? dude’s looked forty-two since i was BORN. anyway, i did get a fake randy jackson autograph, so we can totally frame this napkin, add our names on it and hang it in here without them noticing, so if benny’s ever --- god, hope not --- burns down, the last scene of the movie that would inevitably come out in honor to the best pancake selling place in town will be the napkin, our names consumed by flames. but yeah------ those were ten minutes i could’ve spent trying to figure out how is it possible that you look even prettier than you did just a few hours ago i’m never getting back. you always do this and i still don’t understand, and still deciding if randy jackson was worth it. ----- d’you order anything yet? ’