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hasaknightjobIt had been about a month since the last time they did anything. Which Marc didn't really pay attention to since that involved both details and time. What he was aware of, though, was Passover coming ever closer.
Which had meant mocking Steven for all the extra cleaning he had to do (that's what happened when you ate in rooms besides the kitchen and the dining room, buddy), but also an awareness of the upcoming dietary restrictions.
Not that Marc planned to be out too much during the week. Him and Jewish holidays were hit or miss on if he felt like engaging. But if he did come out he would adjust his eating accordingly.
Which meant tonight was a great night for a giant freaking sandwich or something for dinner. And yeah he was vaguely aware he hadn't seen Harley in a time frame that he could at least quantify as pretty sure it was more than a week? At least?
So he'd texted, and they'd gotten on his bike, and now here they were sitting in a booth at a standard greasy spoon style diner with the menus in front of them.
"My treat," Marc told her, while still studying his menu. Hey, she'd gotten the last one with the roller derby they hadn't spent much time watching.
[for the dinner companion]
Which had meant mocking Steven for all the extra cleaning he had to do (that's what happened when you ate in rooms besides the kitchen and the dining room, buddy), but also an awareness of the upcoming dietary restrictions.
Not that Marc planned to be out too much during the week. Him and Jewish holidays were hit or miss on if he felt like engaging. But if he did come out he would adjust his eating accordingly.
Which meant tonight was a great night for a giant freaking sandwich or something for dinner. And yeah he was vaguely aware he hadn't seen Harley in a time frame that he could at least quantify as pretty sure it was more than a week? At least?
So he'd texted, and they'd gotten on his bike, and now here they were sitting in a booth at a standard greasy spoon style diner with the menus in front of them.
"My treat," Marc told her, while still studying his menu. Hey, she'd gotten the last one with the roller derby they hadn't spent much time watching.
[for the dinner companion]
