Who: Ares (ares_godofwar) and Medusa (stony_eyed) What: So how about it? It'll be great! You, me, a bucket of battered and deep-fried chicken body parts... Where: A nondescript park bench. When: Sunday afternoon. Warnings: Usual Greek whatever.
The boys had really outdone themselves. Ares was having a wild time over New Years with girls - all of them, at least twice - and all the booze and all the food. And it wasn't that the food was bad, but after having one day of... proper food, Ares balanced out the next day by going down to KFC and picking up one of those mega-supersized-feed-a-family-of-eight meals.
Two bigger bottles of pepsi sat on the floor of the park bench. There was a bucket of chicken, some mashed potatoes, coleslaw, fries, bread rolls...
Ares was alone today. He sent everyone home but couldn't stand being alone in his own home. Starting to crave the presence of a certain woman who made a habit out of waltzing in and out of his life at her own leisure. But maybe it was better this way, for now - she wouldn't approve of him and Kentucky Fried Chicken on a park bench.
Greasy, fatty, oil-rich, cholesterol-laden fast food. And Ares was working his way through it like a happy twelve-year-old on steroids.