"Why the fuck would you order Subway?" Artemis asked.
"Because we're fucking broke." Oliver replied.
"Yeah, Artemis." Nathan snickered.
"I would not be laughing, you literally work at Waffle House." Oliver snapped back at him.
"Damn, me personally." Artemis giggled. It was pretty quiet, just the 3 of them waiting for Micheal and the public bus to take them to their apartment.
"Shut up, Artemis."
"Whatever."
"Dude, I hate little kids." Micheal walked toward the dimly illuminated bus stop, adjusting his ChuckECheese uniform collar.
"You look like shit, bro." Artemis said, taking a picture.
"Delete that."
"No."
"What the hell happened to you, Micheal?" Nathan asked him.
"A shit ton of little kids at a birthday decided to chase me around the fucking arcade. Do you know how it that fucking mouse suit gets when your running? Fucking scorching." He said, sitting down. "Anyway, what did we get for dinner?"
"Oliver got us fucking Subway."
"Oliver, are you fucking serious?"
"Yes, you get what you get, and you don't throw a fit." Oliver teased in a monotone voice. "We're also fucking broke."
"You fucking suck."
"Now that I think about it, Artemis, what do you and Dean do for work? You 2 just, like, disappear for 8 hours everyday." Nathan and the others turned to face them.
"Don't worry about that."
...
Oliver: Remii, the food is gonna be at the apartment soon, can you make sure you get it before it goes cold like last time
Remii: That was an accident but yes I can
O: it was out there for over an hour
R: I forgor
O: die
R: understandable👍
...
"Hm? Oh, fuck, the food is already here." Remii stood up and unlocked the door to everyone's food in a brown bag with the receipt taped to it. "Damn, 39.58? We're fucking poor..." She sighed. She glanced up at the Dasher. "That guy looks like Dean, lol." She said, taking a picture. "Wait a second." She zoomed in. "BITCH, THAT IS DEAN-"
