Who: Connor Temple and OPEN! What: A long walk home When: Late night. Where: random street Rating: TBD Status: Thread; incomplete Connor had finally found a job in his town, although it wasn't as good as his previous job. His whole day was spent taking back orders and getting yelled at by the manager. At least they got their food in less then an hour unlike the customers that were unlucky enough to get stuck with the trainee waitress. Who he saw on numerous occasions drop someones food in the kitchen then put it back on their plate. People just never know what the cook and servers could do to their food. If they did he knew that every food business would shut down. But they lived in ignorance, some people just liked to live that way. He looked up at the clock whenever he was in view of it, impatiently waiting for his shift to finally be over. Usually he tolerated his work. Some days would even say he enjoyed it but today was just plain the crappiest day he had ever worked. And compared to what he used to do was a feet. Finally the clock hit see-ya-suckers pm and he ran to clock out. Reluctantly being focused to give his waiting tables to the trainee. He felt so bad for those poor diners but it was no longer his problem. He walked out on the street, hopefully something would help him forget about his extremely bad day. He walked out to the street and started to make his way home.