5 Guys
Washington St
Middletown, Connecticut
Paige: I would like a bacon cheeseburger, two patties, with ketchup, mustard, hot sauce, jalapenos, and mushrooms, a chocolate peanut butter milkshake, and a large Cajun fry, please.
Taylor: Anything else?
Paige: That's it! Your turn, Steven!
Steven: I would like a bacon cheese dog, with ketchup and mustard, a chocolate milkshake, and small Cajun fry.
Taylor: Anything else?
Steven: I'm all set.
Paige: *pays* Next time, Steven, you're bringing your own money.
Steven: *waits*
Radio: *playing All About Soul by Billy Joel*
Steven: *gets his food and shake*
Paige: *gets her food and shake* Let's sit outside at the patio.
Steven: *walks outside, and sits down*
Paige: *eats her burger*
Steven: *tosses a fry and tries to catch it with his mouth, but misses* Darn!
Paige: Don't do that!
Steven: *repeats the same process, and fails yet again*
Paige: Steven, if you don't stop, Ken will be at you up!
Steven: *repeats yet again*
Paige: I warned you! *texts Ken* Please beat Steven up! He keeps tossing his fries, thinking he will catch them in his mouth, but they land on the ground! We're at 5 Guys on Washington Street.
Steven: Did you text Ken to beat me up?
Paige: I did! He's on his way! It's a good thing you don't live too far from here!
Steven: Look, I'm sorry for screwing around! I'll just eat now!
Paige: Too late! That's him! *sees Ken pulling into the parking lot*
Steven: *gulps*
Ken: *gets out of his car, and storms into the restaurant, not knowing that Steven is outside at the patio* Where is he? Oh, I see him! Heh heh heh! *walks outside* Ready to get beat up?
Steven: No! *gets up from his seat, and rushes into the men's bathroom, and locks the door*
Ken: *rushes after him, attracting the attention of the employees and customers* Come on out right, Steven!
Steven: No, go away!
Ken: The minute you step out of the bathroom, I am gonna beat you up! Now, get out of there! *standing outside of the door*
Steven: That milkshake didn't agree with my stomach! This could take a while!
Ken: You're lying! Get out of there!
Man: *waiting to use the bathroom*
Steven: *sighs in defeat* What's the use? *walks out of the men's bathroom* Go ahead, beat me up.
Ken: *beats up Steven*
Steven: *getting beat up*
Taylor: Ooh, a smackdown! What a loser! *walks into the kitchen to wash some dishes*
Ken: *still beating up Steven*
Steven: *still getting beat up*
This story was written on Monday, September 16th, 2024.
A/N Steven, you fool around while eating, you get beat up! It's that simple! 😅😅😅😅😅 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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