Post by Riley Mason Davenport on May 15, 2013 13:46:49 GMT -5
Soon for Riley it would be back to school for another year it was something Riley was dreading… he always asked if he HAD to go back which he always got the same answer. Sometimes he wondered if he could get away with hacking himself some good grades, but figured he shouldn’t risk it and had to go… He couldn’t leave his bee alone in school now could he? He’d be graduated already if he didn’t flunk a year. Schoolwork to him just seemed so stupid. He knew what he needed to or at least he thought he did. School was such a bore… he already had a half way decent job and knew lots about cars and could rebuild one from the ground up with spare parts from junk yards, but nothing he built would be as good as his baby. He hardly let anyone drive his truck. Evie has gotten to a few times and that was it when he is to drunk to drive. It was one thing about riley he doesn’t drink and drive. He doesn’t want to crash his baby. She means as much to him as Evie does. Earlier he was working on some dudes truck at the garage it was in serious need of a tune up and a new muffler. He didn’t know how people could run their cars into the ground and didn’t take care of them.
So here, he was at his lunch break from work on a peaceful Saturday afternoon at McDonalds of all places… he could hear his mother now saying that isn’t food and its bad for you.. She always was one that made some of the best home cooked burgers, but he didn’t feel like going home and dealing with his sister so there he sat having a burger, some fries and some chicken nuggets.. Sitting there in a booth remembering how they all had to beg their parents as kids to come to McDonalds for some chicken nuggets…. Riley ate a his burger and some nuggets before taking his phone out of his pocket looking to see if he had any messages… not that he was expecting any, but one could never be sure for him since he had so many people he knew and was forever getting invited to parties sometimes he was sure he bee got sick of listening to his phone buzz. He turned the phone on and of course he had some messages and scrolled threw them as he began to flick some fries into the chicken nugget box….
Or well he was doing such until one went too far and hit someone walking by him . “ Oh Shit. I am sorry. I didn’t mean to hit you with that.” He had said to the person sticking his phone down. Guess that is what he gets for trying to do two things at once to occupy his boredom at lunch time. He remembered coming here and flicking fries at people on purpose when he was younger, but this wasn’t on purpose this just completely missed the box and hit the person. He felt horrible. It was an accident and he hoped the person accepted his apology. He still was dressed in his uniform from work which had grease all over it, but still that didn't stop him from having lunch at least his hands were clean he had scrubbed those to death before he left for lunch.
Tags: Open
Location: McDonald's in Beacon Hills
Time-frame : Sat afternoon, in September.