Denny's

[abbacchiohno]

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. Okay, you have no excuse to be here because Denny's is doing delivery now. This is the age we live in. Denny's delivers. Dear god.

Comments

[not_a_wonder]

"No, thank you. If the justice system can't handle the problem, there are... others I work with who can do so." Her tone and bearing are a little stiff, a little formal.

Vanessa could go into detail about her first experience with what the world termed a monster -- how she got swept up, when just a child herself, into a war between gods and mortals. How a powerful, terrible creature known as Decay attacked her for no reason but to draw out 'the pride of the Amazons' for a fight that destroyed part of the city -- and how that was only the first of many run-ins with monsters and with evil. She could talk about how her own body was twisted into something beautifully monstrous while her mind was broken by something ugly and cruel to become ugly and cruel.

But these are not things that Vanessa likes to speak of at all. She does not want to speak of them especially when she is upset. There could still be consequences, given what she was molded into, once.

"I think... we are possibly having trouble communicating because of different experiences in our respective pasts. I'll do my best not to slip up and use the terms in the way you object to."