Classic Black

Breakfast

When it was finally morning Black didn't want to get up, but Edge's sour mood was making it a struggle to stay in bed. So Black got up and got ready, he was thinking about going to work to make some distance between him and Edge.

Black heard his phone vibrate on his dresser and walked over, checking the message over, he was very happy to see it was from Classic, Classic was saying how stuck he was on his book and how he needed a distraction, Black was very happy to provide, they agreed to meet up at Cracker Barrel.

Blackberry managed to walk out of the apartment, being exhausted for his shift tonight was something he could deal with. He waited on the curb in front of the apartment. He didn't have to wait long, a couple rounds of Flappy Bird was what did it for him. 

He hopped up when he saw Classic's car, Classic rolled down his window as he pulled up, Black walked to the door and leaned into the car by the open window. 

"Looks even better in the daylight." Black smiled 

"thanks, now ready to go?" Classic unlocked the door with a happy little grin. Black opened the door and hopped on inside.

"The car looks great too." Blackberry winked as he buckled in. 

Lust always said to get to know someone better flirting was always best. So Black was trying that out, no harm in a little flirt right?

A light blue slightly dusted Classic's face as he started to drive "not too bad yourself hotshot." 

Blackberry chuckled as he blushed back, the ride seemed to go by so fast, and their smiles not once fell from their faces. Even when they got to the establishment and got a table, though their talking did settle down quite a bit.

Black crossed his legs and picked up one of those triangular peg games, "You know this place is always packed after eight, I'm  just saying we're lucky to have gotten a table." he messed with the peg.

"I guess so?" Classic watched him, Black took this as his chance to continue talking.

"There is usually so many people, I don't mind it, I actually find it kinda interesting don't you think? All of these people being united under a single roof. Good people, bad, neutral... they are all the same once they are eating a meal..." Black fidgeted with the peg, realizing he spouted on for too long. Classic saw this and gave a short of short chuckle.

"that's accurate, when you think about it, no one intentionally shoots in a restaurant."

Black looked up, he could definitely contradict that, "That's not all that true, bars are restaurants. Fast food establishments are restaurants, and there is plenty of shooting in the downtown area." Blackberry stopped seeing Classic frown.

"oh..." Classic squeaked out. Blackberry internally wanted to die now.

"Well, shootings are very rare in Killer's bar, because Killer would rather kick their asses or shoot them than have someone bring a gun in his bar." Black spewed out, and started playing the peg game, he frowned at the outcome. 

"Eggnoramoose..." He read. He pouted when he heard Classic giggling

Black had half the mind to actually throw the game across the room, but instead he set the game back up and slid it to the snickering Classic. "You try." 

Classic smiled coyly and played leaving a singular peg on the board, Blackberry sat there dumbfounded.

"You... How?!" Blackberry practically screeched. 

Classic leaned on the table and winked "strategy~"

Blackberry took the game back and played until their food arrived, Black having Pecan Pancakes and Classic having French Toast and hashbrowns.