Who: Eliot and Angela What: Obligatory coffee and greasy food after the post-body swap bar visit Where: Random diner close to the complex When: [Backdated] Morning, November 4th Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete
It had been a long time since Eliot had drunk enough to be feeling it the next morning. He didn't drink enough to come even close to inebriated, but after two very uncomfortable and awkward days, Angela's invitation to go get a couple of drinks had sounded like just what he needed. A couple of shots, a couple of beers, and company. It had been a quiet night but that he was all right with that. There had been enough excitement in the past couple of days. After he'd gone back to the complex, he fell asleep, his usual ninety minutes becoming nearly four hours.
Waking up, he felt off. No headache - yet - or nausea, but feeling under the weather just enough. After locating his phone in the kitchen, he texted Angela. Since she bought rounds, he was willing to buy breakfast. Make them even.
Eliot gave the waitress a smile as she set the mug in front of him. "Thanks, darlin'," he said as he moved the mug closer. "I'm waiting on someone so it'll be a few minutes." She smiled and nodded before heading back to the counter. Eliot ran his hand over his jacket pockets, finally finding his glasses in the inside pocket. Sliding them on, he glanced back down at the menu, running over his choices again while he waited for Angela to arrive.