He eyes that with jealousy before quickly making one of his own, and it's gone in seconds with how quickly he devours it.]
Oh shit.
[He laughs a little with his mouth still full of food before he manages to finish chewing and swallowing it.]
That's fuckin' good. Fucking midwestern breakfast taco, shit, you could sell those.
[But she shouldn't. He's keeping them all for himself, and so he quickly makes another, packing it with extra bacon.
Before long he's feeling pretty stuffed, but they've honestly made their way through just about everything that was put in front of them. Maybe it was all the walking they just did. He slumps lower in his seat as he works on a slice of bacon, one nibble at a time.]
Think they'll let us sleep here? Wait - nah shit, I don't want them to tow my bike.
[But he'd be tempted otherwise. He could go for a nap.]
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He eyes that with jealousy before quickly making one of his own, and it's gone in seconds with how quickly he devours it.]
Oh shit.
[He laughs a little with his mouth still full of food before he manages to finish chewing and swallowing it.]
That's fuckin' good. Fucking midwestern breakfast taco, shit, you could sell those.
[But she shouldn't. He's keeping them all for himself, and so he quickly makes another, packing it with extra bacon.
Before long he's feeling pretty stuffed, but they've honestly made their way through just about everything that was put in front of them. Maybe it was all the walking they just did. He slumps lower in his seat as he works on a slice of bacon, one nibble at a time.]
Think they'll let us sleep here? Wait - nah shit, I don't want them to tow my bike.
[But he'd be tempted otherwise. He could go for a nap.]