New York City, Thursday Evening
Jul. 4th, 2024 07:19 amYou know? This might be a small apartment for three people. Even with Atton giving up his own bedroom for Lana while she was staying here. Still, he was determined to make the best of it. And so by Thursday, he’d dragged a blanket out to the couch so he could have somewhere else to sleep, and he was laying on it now, staring at the ceiling, trying to come up with some more stuff for them to do that would get them all out of the apartment.
They’d already done two bar nights and a concert night. He could drag her back out to a bar again, but it would maybe get boring. Theater? Meh, boring. A movie? She’d probably nitpick it. “Mini golf?” he muttered to himself. “Why the hell am I even thinking about mini golf?”
( Why ARE you thinking about mini golf? Lana asked. )
[[ wait for some ocd. expecting two, mwahaha ]]
They’d already done two bar nights and a concert night. He could drag her back out to a bar again, but it would maybe get boring. Theater? Meh, boring. A movie? She’d probably nitpick it. “Mini golf?” he muttered to himself. “Why the hell am I even thinking about mini golf?”
( Why ARE you thinking about mini golf? Lana asked. )
[[ wait for some ocd. expecting two, mwahaha ]]