[Trowa sat passenger seat, quietly watching. When the food was handed out in exchange for money, Trowa held out a hand to help take the drinks and bag of food so that he could put them in the drink holders or hold the bag so Dick could drive]
[he hands the goods over happily, humming as they drive away. the smell is delicious, and totally fattening, just with one whiff that might be a couple of pounds added. not that he cares!]
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bataburger-- ah yes, there's the familiar wings]
Good to hear you've had some experience there.
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Trowa leaned over to look at the building as they approached]
I take it this a favorite of yours. Anything you'd recommend?
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[at least the drive through line isn't long]
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[That was good at least. They wouldn't be waiting too long]
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[imagine that, a superhero encouraging junk food]
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[Once in a while, junk food is fine. Trowa doesn't eat it every day so it's not so bad]
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[they move up in line, one more to go]
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[Not saying it would be bad, just that they might be having an off night for example]
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and now it's their turn, thankfully]
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Feel free to try a couple fries while we go.