Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170616015553/@comment-5385060-20170616183405

As they crossed the street together, Josh said, "Eating in is cool with me." He didn't bother looking around, other than the typical looking both ways before crossing thing - that was a manditory thing, especially being used to the gridlock traffic of LC.

"Thanks, pal," said Josh walking in.

The place was barely clean, and most of the tables were cracked or had drink stains so old they'd need a blow torch to remove them. He noticed a booth in a quiet corner where no one would bug them. "How about that booth over there? You sit, I'll go get the food. What do you want?"