☝️ – Tap my muse on the shoulder
Newt had been walking down the street, case in hand when he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. He paused, not sure who was there, but he turned to see–
“Carlos?” He asked in disbelief. It had been ages since he’d last seen the man. What were the chances of seeing him again?
“Of course – I don’t mind at all.” Newt replied, shaking his head.
Carlos couldn’t help the grin spreading on his face. “Wow… thanks Newt. I can’t wait to see them.”
Newt smiled warmly, though he glanced up as their food floated over to them.
Carlos looked over his shoulder where Newt was looking and grinned again. “Oh good… the grub’s here!”
Newt nodded, smiling happily at the sight of the fish and chips. “Hopefully you enjoy it.” He said to him.
“Thank you,” Carlos returned. He picked up his napkin and set it down in his lap. He took a knife and fork and began to try out the sausage. He Took a bite and chewed, maybe a bit louder than strictly preferred, as he contemplated the taste. It wasn’t as hot or spicy as some of the pork foods his dad cooked – it was salty and almost sweet. But that didn’t mean it was bad. Yeah, he liked it pretty well.