"Just went out to get Hinkleburgers," he shrugged. "Got a bit hungry so went and bought some. That's the only reason I'm out." He usually wasn't out much, unless he was going to work or to a bar or to Maria's. He kind of liked to keep to himself, except for those three situations. He'd been hurt enough times that he didn't really trust people much.
"Great drunk food, eh?" They were, there was no doubt about that. There was also no doubt about the fact that Michael was completely sober. Didn't mean he was planning to stay that way for long, though.