Open Thread! Who: Cam and [Open] Where: Zaxby's, yum! When: Saturday around noon What: Cam's ordering lunch.
Cam had decided, after a late night rotation at the hospital, to stop and order lunch for Allie, his dad, and himself, on the way home. He didn't really need to call because particularly his dad was a creature of habit, always ordering the same thing: Wings n' Things combo with Wimpy Wings and honey mustard instead of Zax sauce. Allie wasn't a problem, Cam didn't think. He could order the same thing that he got for himself and she'd be fine with it. Who didn't love a Zalad?
Zaxby's, though somewhat of a fast food restaurant, was never speedy. In fact, there were signs posted in every store detailing that every order was made to order, so it would take around fifteen minutes to receive the food. This had never bothered Cam - or obviously most people, as it was a terribly popular restaurant in town. After ordering, Cam took his receipt and moved to a booth, waiting for his number to be called. Perhaps he should've gone through the drive though, but Cam realized he was getting tired very quickly, so it was not a good idea to be sitting in the car more than necessary. As soon as he got back to the house, Cam planned to eat and then go to bed. So it wasn't the best for his system, not leaving time to digest, but it was what was going to happen today.
Cam rested his head against the booth and shut his eyes. This, also, was not really a good plan, but he didn't feel like moving. The fact that he might doze off had entered his mind, but he couldn't convince himself to sit back up. He might miss his number being called. . .
Suddenly, though, Cam was awoken by a loud thwack! on the table, which made his eyes fly open as he almost leaped out of his seat. It took him a moment to realize that someone was now laughing at him and that said person was someone he knew. "Hi," he said groggily. Oh dear, he had really fallen asleep there, hadn't he?