It was 11:00 and we were hungry so I said Let's go to Denny's!
and then we were really proud of ourselves for not being boring, old, married people because we could still do things like order two lumberjack slams at midnight on a Wednesday
and then I told Cj that the last time I was at Denny's at midnight on a Wednesday Devin Willie dared me to chug my entire syrup cup and then we saw how many straw wrappers we could throw into someone's cup when they weren't looking
and I told Cj that when I used to come to Denny's we would take up five tables and we would push them all together and stay for hours on refills while some people left and others came and there was a waitress named Cindy who knew us all by name and never told us we had to be quieter even though we were obnoxiously loud and came in three nights a week
and I told Cj that all of this was before smartphones so nobody was skimming twitter while we talked and this was before Instagram so nobody was desperate for the perfect picture to make sure everyone knew that we did things like go to Denny's and everyone was just genuinely happy to be there
and I told Cj that Denny's kind of felt homey to me because of all the late summer nights I had spent there with close friends and he said that was kind of gross and I said more like kind of awesome
and then Cj and I ordered and while we were waiting for our food we wrote out our monthly budget on a napkin and talked about if I had heard from my grandmother recently
and we only used our syrup for our pancakes
like boring, old, married people
and it was so lovely.
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