Alexander Samuel Bailey (water_works) wrote in genome_project, @ 2010-09-21 14:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | september 2010 |
Who: Alex Bailey and Fletcher Castelbranco.
What: Lunch and important discussions of the best-man sort.
Where: Frye's Leap Cafe and Bar.
When: Tuesday around noon.
Status: Thread/Incomplete.
Rating: TBA
When all the world was going to shit, sometimes the only thing that could make things better was the smell of a decent cheeseburger with fries. Hold the beer. Alex was still to return to work after this. There were swim team practices anyway. He had just finished picking out the roster for this year. He found there was some serious talent this year and felt hopeful about at least obtaining a title or two. Of course, the swim team wasn't the only thing on his mind. He had this wedding looming over his head, and while it wasn't for at least another year, there were still a great many things he had to do.
This was one of them.
Fletch was his oldest and most trusted friend. They'd been through the best of times and the worst of times together, played in just about every sport together and shared almost everything. Alex had yet to reveal his secret powers to his old buddy, but then, that was a rather private thing to share with just anyone. Regardless, Fletch knew Alex better than anyone, and who better than Fletch to be Alex's best man at the wedding? There was no one else. Taking a bite of his burger, Alex sighed contently. Such simple pleasures. It was so true that the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. With the greasiest piece of meat on the planet.