His building had undeniable perks. More space. Good kitchen. Comfy bed now that the furniture was where it needed to be. Great view of the docks and importantly the boardwalk. The only downside he'd found so far is the smell, the smell of grease and sugar and popcorn wafting in when the breeze blew in the right way. Each time it made his stomach rumble with hunger and good memories becuase there's nothing like food from the grease-covered booths down on the boardwalk.
It's just a short walk down to the booth from his building, where they sold corn dogs and fried pickles and sweet lemonade. The pickles here are even better than Quill, and Les orders a cone and a lemonade, and he walks down to a bench near the end of the dock, takes his place and his lemonade.
Obviously this place is good for Les. It reminds him of Corry and his mother, mostly, and as he doesn't come down here nearly enough for lots of reasons. But today it's pretty nice.
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Date: 2014-09-14 07:03 pm (UTC)It's just a short walk down to the booth from his building, where they sold corn dogs and fried pickles and sweet lemonade. The pickles here are even better than Quill, and Les orders a cone and a lemonade, and he walks down to a bench near the end of the dock, takes his place and his lemonade.
Obviously this place is good for Les. It reminds him of Corry and his mother, mostly, and as he doesn't come down here nearly enough for lots of reasons. But today it's pretty nice.