Wes was surprised to see Blaine's car already in the Rolly's parking lot. He walked inside, his stomach growling as if on cue as the scent of greasy burgers and fries being cooked. He looked around and saw Blaine resting his head on the table of a booth towards the back.
He walked over to join his friend. "Long day?" Wes asked, even though he knew Blaine's sullen mood had nothing to do with work. He offered a sympathetic smile and slid in across from him, finally catching Blaine's eye. Blaine looked drained. "Seriously, what's up?" he asked, grabbing a menu, even though he was pretty sure he'd order his usual.