where: dirty dan’s food truck who: @beth-dryden & owen fitzpatrick
It wasn’t a night out for Owen or some of his buddies from the club without a quick stop at Dirty Dan’s food truck, the easily obtainable ‘drunk food’ too delicious (and convenient) to resist. Thoughts of his little brother laying that hospital bed frequently plagued him, even as he downed glass after glass that was offered to him, but if Owen Fitzpatrick was good at anything, it was hiding his emotions. Plus, it wasn’t often he got the night off from daddy duty.
He’d been scarfing down a meatball sub close to one in the morning when a flash of hair suddenly garnered his attention, a slick smile playing on his features as he made his way over. “Well, who do we got here, huh?” he smirked, taking another quick bite of his sandwich whilst approaching Bethany. The two of them had a quick fling a while back, a fact that wasn’t lost on the male in that moment. C’est la vie. “S’been a hot sec since I’ve run into ya. How’re you doin’?”