impossiblething (impossiblething) wrote in whoville, @ 2008-01-16 09:18:00 |
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He wanted a burger.
With chili, cheese, onion, pickles, tomato, ketchup and extra mayo. That wasn't the surprising part. What was surprising was that he'd been able to find it - one of the little side streets. Jack didn't know what the place usually served, but today they were serving what he wanted. He wasn't even going to question what it was doing there, where the farm was or what his food was actually made of - or if it was going to kill him.
He'd probably been better off throwing up. He was almost certainly going to regret it, later.
For the moment he was outside on the grass, managing to eat a sandwich the size of his head without making a mess, and thinking that food was better than sex.
He hoped.
When someone on their way past slowed to a stop Jack looked up, sucked chili off his thumb and said, "Shut up."
He was too blissed out on B-12 to sound like he meant it, though.