Waffle House!

[elementalherodragonlord]

Is it breakfast time? Lunch? Dinner? Is there a hurricane rampaging through town? Tornadoes ripping down the streets? Zombies out for brains? Do you just need a break on your family roadtrip? Wherever will you go??? You're just so hungry!

Well, Waffle House is open.

Waffle House is always open.

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Eddie

[vampirefratboy]

this tag got away from me oops, more eddie n egg cinematic universe

[inthistryingtime]

[It has been one hell of a day. Catching up with Eddie at the stupid masquerade helped Egg finally escape with minimal jumping out of windows. In fact, there was only one window to be jumped out of. There was also a fence to be jumped over but that's besides the point. Either way, Egg is glad to be out of there.

As soon as they got off the premises and back onto the street Egg kicks off her shoes and throws her mask into some bushes. All she has to show for the evening is a couple bruised knees and a rip up the side of the skirt on her dress. Mermaid dresses really are not made for climbing.]

Josie is going to kill me...

[Because she left the party early or because she ripped the dress she's borrowing? Yes.

It's just too much. It's been too much. All of these events, all of these public appearances. Is it even doing anything for the supernatural community? Sure she's putting a big spot light on them but how is that actually helpful in this situation?

The more they walk the more upset she finds herself. She still has no idea how she even got cursed in the first place or what could happen to her. It hurts. Not every day and not as much as when she first got it but she can feel in her gut that something is wrong. No one seems to be all that concerned though! No one except maybe Eddie. Her frustration comes to a head all at once and she lets out an angry scream into the night.

Her shoulders drop, finally relaxed.]

Sorry, I'm fine.

[Egg looks up and spots the brightly glowing Waffle House sign in the distance.]

Hey, you want to get breakfast?

[vampirefratboy]

[Eddie watches Egg strip out of her party wear with a wince of sympathy. How did she manage to get through the night on those shoes? It reminds him vaguely of the aftermath of a wedding he attended when he was much younger, a 14-year-old Cosmina swearing a blue streak in the back of the car as she pried off her dress shoes and saw the blisters. Eddie's worn a skirt a half dozen times since, but he's always passed on the shoes.]

You can blame me if you want. [Shrug!] Josie can't really hate me more than she already does. She's still mad about the nacho cheese thing.

[Eddie jumps when Egg suddenly screams, but the shock fades quickly, replaced by another flash of sympathy. He has a vague suspicion that it's a lot more than tonight that's prompting that feeling, and he sorta gets it.]

...Yeah, breakfast sounds good. You want a piggyback ride? Road can't feel good on bare feet.

[inthistryingtime]

[Egg let's out a soft pff sound when Eddie brings up the nacho cheese incident. He's right, Josie is always polite but she's still deeply frustrated with him being at all of these fancy events. Egg likes Josie as a person but as a leader of..whatever this thing she's been pulled into is? She's great at her job and that's what makes her so difficult to be around.

At Eddie's offer for a piggyback ride Egg looks down at her feet and the painful heels in her non-glowing hand. She sighs. He's right. She was so focused on her anger and frustration she didn't really even process the discomfort. Egg looks back up at Eddie, her body slumped in exhaustion.]

Yeah, yes, please.