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has_nothing) wrote2013-09-29 03:01 am
has_nothing) wrote2013-09-29 03:01 am
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Jesse's beginning to become a regular at the diner near Chelsea Cloisters. He used to just pop in back when Clementine would be there after she got out of school, but these days he finds himself having dinner there when he doesn't feel like heating something up, or turning up when he doesn't have shit else to do.
Today he's ordered take out, and Lucille, one of the waitresses there, tells him it'll be about ten to fifteen minutes before his stuff's ready to go, so he decides to light up a cigarette outside. He's got a lot on his mind right now, between Mr. White and all the other shit going on, but something tells him that pie's gonna be a good way to take his mind off of all of it.
For a few minutes, at least.
Today he's ordered take out, and Lucille, one of the waitresses there, tells him it'll be about ten to fifteen minutes before his stuff's ready to go, so he decides to light up a cigarette outside. He's got a lot on his mind right now, between Mr. White and all the other shit going on, but something tells him that pie's gonna be a good way to take his mind off of all of it.
For a few minutes, at least.