Denny's

[thesearesocks]

It's late. Like, 3 AM late. You're hungry as fuck, but nothing is open.





Except Denny's.

RULES

1. Post to the meme.
2. Find somebody to eat with. Figure out why the hell you'd do this to yourself.
3. I don't think they have the Hobbit menu anymore, fuck. Maybe you should ask the waiter or something.

Comments

Badou Nails | DOGS: Bullets and Carnage

[brokeassgoing]

[definitely nursing his 3rd cup of coffee, face down on the table, is that blood or jelly??]

[counterstep]

( bucky's keeping an eye on him while pouring his own fourth cup. the coffee could certainly be stronger. )

I told you to turn left for a reason. ( which is the closest he'll get right now to i told you so. ) Anyway, it. Still could have gone much worse.

[brokeassgoing]

[springs up from the table, face bruised and there is blood leaking from the tissue in his nostril--]

Don't try to tut-tut at me and give me a silver lining at the same time!

[counterstep]

( the tissue wobbles precariously where it's stuffed, and bucky consciously moves his cup back, away from where it could likely fall. )

Hey, I was trying to be nice, but if you want me to lay on the criticism, I can keep going.

( the car won't even start anymore, the state it's in. ugh. they're gonna have to uber, and it's gonna be expensive. )

[brokeassgoing]

You're the one that said this would go off without a hitch...you jinxed it. [grumbled sulkily, but he lays his head down on the table again]

[counterstep]

I said that cause I didn't expect you'd break from the main road and run into as many dumpsters as possible while trying to lose a tail.

( granted, yes, badou's chaotic driving still managed to get them out of it. even bucky isn't sure his luck would have lasted that long behind the wheel. but still! )

My treat tonight. If that helps any. ( it doesn't for bucky's wallet, but he's not into kicking someone when they're down either. ) The new monthly menu is out.

( he pushes the sheet gently across the table. just in case. )

[brokeassgoing]

WHY WOULDN'T I TRY TO LOSE THE TAIL IN TRASH!? [he snarls


but he sniffles sulkily, still. and peers down at the menu.]

I want 12 pancakes.