[Game 21] Epilogue

[arsgoetia]

So, you get your Philly cheesesteak, and you head back on another train, returning to New York at fuck o'clock in the morning. Maybe you get a nap on the train, or maybe you're full of yawns and misery as you head back to Sariel's house at the crack of dawn. Paz went on her merry way with wonderful promises for the future, but Hale is with you, seeming remarkably energetic.

Madison is just barely held back by Kieran, it seems, from just sprinting out the door as soon as you get anywhere near the yard. As it stands, as soon as you all make your way past the gate, there's a redhead barreling down to greet you.

Comments

[turnonmycharm]

I can do waffles for you.

[monere]

If you can get sides of whip cream, that'd be great too. And I need double portions, by the by.

[turnonmycharm]

By the by. Anything else, my lady?

[monere]

This is usually where I'd ask for your number, but that's probably gonna useless in like four hours, isn't?

[turnonmycharm]

We could always skip the formalities.

[monere]

Ohh? You up for being my King Arthur rejection rebound?

[turnonmycharm]

[bursts out laughing]

You don't think King Arthur's more trouble than he's worth?

[monere]

[the largest shrug]

I mean, like, in the long run? Fuck no? But when's the next chance I'm gonna get to hit on King Arthur?

[turnonmycharm]

That's super fair. I don't question you chasing the dream.

[monere]

Somebody's gotta do it, man.