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fandomtownies2011-08-17 06:36 pm
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The Boardwalk [Wednesday, Afternoon]
The lack of color around here was weird. Really, really weird. But as places went, it could be worse. The weather was decent, the people seemed all very wholesome and extremely concerned about kitten welfare. There wasn't any bad in that, that he could see.
Chuck just had the one final left, so yeah, he was celebrating the survival of another semester and an upcoming visit back to Encino to see Ellie a little prematurely... But what were the chances something could go wrong between now and tomorrow afternoon?
... Actually? Don't answer that. He was going to pretend it was nil.
His Mooby Meal wasn't exactly the height of gourmet, but Chuck didn't really have the cash or the taste for posh food, and a bench on the boardwalk wasn't the place for it either. That didn't stop him from being quite happy to sit there and eat and watch people. The simple things worked for him.
[[It's a public boardwalk, so open ofc!]]
Chuck just had the one final left, so yeah, he was celebrating the survival of another semester and an upcoming visit back to Encino to see Ellie a little prematurely... But what were the chances something could go wrong between now and tomorrow afternoon?
... Actually? Don't answer that. He was going to pretend it was nil.
His Mooby Meal wasn't exactly the height of gourmet, but Chuck didn't really have the cash or the taste for posh food, and a bench on the boardwalk wasn't the place for it either. That didn't stop him from being quite happy to sit there and eat and watch people. The simple things worked for him.
[[It's a public boardwalk, so open ofc!]]