Snippet #2731497

Anthony blinked blearily at the kid who sat down next to him. He may have been... 18? Hard to tell, especially around this ares.

"Um... A coffee. And eggs benedict." he said, quickly stowing his phone and looking from the waitress to the kid before deciding it was best to pretend like he had any clue what was going on.

"And uhh... Something for the kid."

He silently cursed himself, realizing that he was a bit strapped for cash at the moment. Still, couldn't be much. Maybe the kid needed something. Girlfriend ran away or lost a dog. Or worse. Could be worse. Was maybe worse, considering the kid looked kinda sickly. Real pale and his skin was papery in that unhealthy looking way, like he figured that the only kind of sunbathing he would do was in front of the moon for the past couple of years.