Famous Sichuan, New York City, Late Tuesday Night

[suitably_heroic]

Last week, Lana had insisted on going to one of the 'good restaurants' in Chinatown, and Atton had said no, because it was boiling hot outside and they were in Chelsea and he just needed an AC. This week, Lana had chosen to spend her break crashing at Atton's place and experiencing New York City right.

So it was time for a do-over.

Though not until about three bars into a pub crawl, and these past few weeks really was the most and the most frequent Atton had been drinking in a very long time. There were probably psychological reasons behind that, but Atton's therapist was in another galaxy. He was trying not to analyze that until he was in a better place to decompress.

Anyway, they were three bars in, he'd made Lana a promise, and so they found themselves pushing their way into Famous Sichuan at a stupid late hour for a Tuesday night.

"This place," he announced, "Is good, and it's open until 2 AM, which makes it extra good on a night like this."

Did he mention he hadn't drank this much and this often in a long time?

[[ for lana ]]

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[unusual_sith]

Lana scrunched her nose. "It's not that bad." It really was. "He's the one who insisted I go to Fandom to take a break!"

But you were still reachable then, Lana.

[suitably_heroic]

"Are you still using your comlink while you're there?" Atton asked.

[unusual_sith]

"Of course," Lana said, nibbling on a bit of meat. "Why?"