#psucaz

timeframe: afternoon, sunday august 11th

location: howlin' rays resturant

One thing both Caz and Taylor had in common: their love for fried chicken. Taylor liked to take advantage every chance she had when Eric wasn't around. Not that she didn't miss him every waking moment, but she was happy that he was surrounded by a family that she trusted and his best friends. And this meant she got to be a normal human, who hung out with friends during the weekend. Caz was one of the only people who matched her energy, which she was extremely grateful for. She grabbed their food when one of the cashiers said it was ready, and took it outside where Caz was waiting for them. Taylor figured it would be better to eat outside because the both of them could get loud, and she didn't want to disrupt anyone's calm lunch. "Holy. Fuck," Taylor groaned, setting the food down. She looked at the chicken like it was the love of her life. "I eat this shit at least twice a week but I feel like I'm salivating. Jesus Christ. Get in my belly!" Taylor slipped into a chair, and then stuffed her face with a piece of fried chicken. With food still in her mouth, she looked at Caz: "What were we talking about again?"