NYC food

Tsaaq: Remy looked around the diner then shrugged his shoulders, heading to the nearest empty booth and took a seat. He ordered some shit. Probably a burger and fries and stuffs.
Alexithymiaa: -Shuffling his way inside the cafe, Bryan scanned the diner until he saw Remy seated at booth. Leaning over the counter, he ordered himself a cheeseburger and fries before heading over to drop down across from him, letting out a relieved sigh to be off his seat. "Hey. Been here long?"-
Tsaaq: "Literally just got here." He told Bryan as he went through the songs on the table jukebox. "So no. Not really." Remy said as he gave up and went to lean his elbows on the table. "So what's up?"
Alexithymiaa: -He gave an easy shrug and shifted in the seat to make himself a little more comfortable, lifting his eyes to look at Remy. "We just haven't hung out in a while. We've both been a little busy doing life shit and whatever else. What's going on with you? Besides wedding shit I mean cause I'm sure that's a big part of it."-
Tsaaq: "Yeah I mean. I do a lot of working at Toke Mon so I can save money. Trying to get a writing job through Coffman." Remy shrugged. "Nothing much really besides that. Trying to get a gun. Regular adult shit." He replied. "What about you?"
Alexithymiaa: "Jobs." He scoffed a little because the idea was currently plaguing his mind. He brought his hand up and rubbed his hair from his face, shaking his head. "If you want a gun, I've got a couple I can sell you. Nothings registered or legal though because they were fuckin' Ash's. But right now? I got a job offer in New York that I don't know if I can take."-
Tsaaq: He shook his head. "Cadence made a big stink about me buying guns in the first place if I get them illegally she's just gonna be a pain in my ass." He waved his hand at Bryan. He nodded his head at the other male. "Oh yeah? I mean... Maybe you should. If it's better than any shit here?"
Alexithymiaa: "Oh it's way better than any shit here. Not being here already makes it better. It's at the NASA Goddard Institute. And I want to go cause that's fuckin' awesome, but..." He trailed off, wincing over the details he'd been over a thousand times in his head. "I can't just leave shit here."-
Tsaaq: Remy sighed as he nodded slowly. "Thats what's so shitty about having to go away. You don't really want to leave anything behind." He muttered. "I guess just weigh the pros and the cons?" He suggested. "Personally, I think you deserve some shit that'll make you happy but at the same time?" He shrugged.
Alexithymiaa: "Yeah, I know... and it's a fuckin' cool ass job, too. But you know the shit going on with Steph. I can't just leave her. And if anything happens after I leave? That's on my shoulders. And CJ?" He asked, slouching back in his seat. "This blows."-
Tsaaq: He nodded his head. "I totally understand." Remy said with a small frown. "It really sucks but, maybe you can sort of..." He trailed off. "No cause even if you did tell them and try to spend a lot of time with them before you leave it'll look like you're just bailing." He sighed.
Alexithymiaa: "I think Steph would understand. It's more so that I don't trust leaving her here. And CJ is already pissed I even brought up leaving. It's like people forget I only came to Portland for school and I had no intentions of staying here after I graduated." He rolled his eyes, looking over at Remy. "Can we talk about your problems instead?"-
Tsaaq: "My problems are very dumb and mostly have to do with me making sure my sister doesn't go off the deep end and making sure Cadence doesn't, money, and trying to be productive enough that I won't fall into bad habits and shit." He said with a shrug of his shoulders. He looked up as the waitress approached their table with foods.
Alexithymiaa: "So your problems are just my problems, but they're called Hayley and Cadence. Got it." He nodded, getting a little excited as the waitress set their plates down on the table. He immediately reached for the ketchup and dumped a bunch on his burger. "It's fuckin' stupid we ended up being the mature sane ones."-
Tsaaq: He let out a burdensome sigh. "Yeah, I know..." He trailed off. "I mean, yeah. It's crazy but somebody has to be the straight man in a sea of crazy shit. Just to try and keep order, y'know?" Remy shrugged and went to chow on his fries. "I wish I didn't worry about this stuff but I also feel like I have to make sure everything is okay."
Alexithymiaa: "Yeah. I remember when I gave no fucks. It was easier then. Now when I try to give no fucks, I still give a whole bunch of fucks. And it's exhausting pretending not to care so why waste even more energy than it takes to care in the first place?" He asked, covering his burger with the bun and picking it up to take a large bite, pure happiness spreading across his face. "Sure as shit can't count on my parents to do the right thing."-
Tsaaq: "That blows." He sighed as he shook his head. "Your mom is a hard ass so I totally see it." Remy said, picking up his burger with both hands. "I feel like... My parents don't suck at doing the right thing but, at the same time I know they'd also freak out because I've basically made them hysterical because of my fuckery. So all the fucked up shit and the drugs and irresponsible shit from when I was younger is really coming back to bite me in the ass." He sighed.
Alexithymiaa: "At least you're cleaning up your own mess though, right?" He asked kind of hopefully, taking another bite of his burger. "And it still could be worse. They could not give a fuck to begin with and not be crazy cause they dont care."-
Tsaaq: He nodded his head slowly. "Yeah, theres that." He said with a nod of his head. "Well... At least there's food?" He shrugged as he waved his hand at his plate.
Alexithymiaa: "There will always be food." He said blissfully, shoving his burger in his mouth with such happiness it filled his whole face. "That's one thing I'm looking forward to going back to New York for. The food here is nothing compared to there."-
Tsaaq: "Ugh, I'd hate to agree with you but you're so right." Remy shook his head as he sunk his teeth into the burger. "Especially that pizza." He chimed in.
Alexithymiaa: "The pizzaaaaaa." He kind of half moaned, lifting a clenched fist toward the ceiling. "But also the bagels. I haven't had a decent bagel in about a year. You believe that shit? These people think Einstein Brothers are good bagels. Fuckin' idiots, I swear."-
Alexithymiaa: (In which two NY players, talk about NY food)
Tsaaq: ((Hungry.))
Alexithymiaa: (I just want all the pizza right now. And I had pizza this afternoon.)
Tsaaq: He nodded his head in agreement. "Holy shit, yes." He said before sighing. "I think I've just become comfortable with shitty shit food for so long. But really I just want an everything bagel with some cream cheese that isn't made from cardboard."
Alexithymiaa: "No no, a bacon egg bagel." He nodded, pointing at Remy as they fantasized about food. "With bacon, two fried eggs, and american cheese. Yeah. That's the first thing I'd get when I got to New York."-
Artificer: Ben made his way into the cafe, board tucked under his arm. He stumbled a bit as he moved towards a booth, plopping down with a sigh. He blinked a couple times and looked over seeing Remy and Bryan in the next booth. "Water, and some fries. Like a whole plate of fries." He said to the waiter as they dropped the menu in front of him. He scatched his neck and yawned a bit, sprawling out in the booth.
Tsaaq: "Ehhhh." He waved his hand a bit. "I do like bacen egg and cheese though." Remy nodded. "Well, I could always do that next time I visit, whenever the fuck that is." He said as he spotted Ben. He sputtered a bit and looked away.
Alexithymiaa: "Well if I end up taking this job, you and Cadence can come visit me and use visiting me as an excuse to come eat real food." He shrugged, shoving a handful of fries into his mouth before twisting to see what Remy was looking at, seeing Ben. "You know him?"-
Artificer: "Wassup." He said, raising his brows a bit and  peacing the two guys looking over at him. He scratched at his arm a bit and then furrowed his brows, struggling to see straight. "Hows it going Remy?" He called out to the dude in the other booth.
Tsaaq: "No."He shook his head a moment then sighed. "Ugh, yes..." He answered reluctantly. He looked over to Ben with an unamused expression. "Fine." He answered. "You?" He asked.
Alexithymiaa: "Because this isn't awkward AT ALL." He mumbled, finishing off his fries and nudging the empty plate away from him.-
Artificer: "Faaaantastic." He slurred giving Remy a thumbs up. He pulled out his pack of cigarettes and grabbed his little baggy with a couple pills from it, just as the waiter placed his water on his table. He took a couple pills out and swallowed them, washing them down with the water.
Tsaaq: "Great." He gave him a curt nod then looked to Bryan. "Tell me about it..." He trailed off. "Luckily for you all of your sisters exes run off somewhere."
Alexithymiaa: "Ehhh......" He tipped his hand back and forth. "Not really. I usually make them run off somewhere. I'm still working on Ash, but I'm pretty sure I broke his nose last week so hopefully that'll work." He laughed, shifting to slip out of the booth before reaching into his back pocket for his wallet to toss a few bills down on the table. "I need to head out. But I'll catch you later, right?"-