“Well, we live on a more so how do we get another dollar a day basis.” He says, lips gently pierced together. “What is it you do?”
𝙼𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗄.
She sat down at his table, giving Foggy a wave and a friendly grin.
Then committed the sin of dipping a handful of fries in mayo.
“Oh, I have a few meetings. Sometimes the clients can be real rowdy. But I’ll push through. You know how it is.”
“Another day, another dollar.”
Night-Spider
“No, I can’t say you can.” Matt said between a laugh. His ‘gaze’ shifted to the other. “Long night ahead of you?”
𝙼𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗄.
“Me? I’m just fuelling up.”
She’d only stopped by to eat before ‘work’. Running into him was a coincidence.
“They do really great fries here. Crispy, you know? Can’t underestimate the power of a good crispy fry.”
Night-Spider
“He’s too kind to me, that’s for sure.” Murdock says with a gentle nod. “Are you, uh, enjoying yourself?”
𝙼𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗄.
“He’s looking out for you. Making sure you get a decent meal and a bit of normal life.”
“You’re lucky to have him.”
Night-Spider
“Foggy suggested the diner. I just go where he goes, really.”
𝙼𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗄.
“Kinda refreshing to see you taking what just might be called ‘a break’, honestly.”
“You hated every minute of it, didn’t you?”
