Alfie almost couldn’t believe his eyes. He was out for his usual two am munchie run. While during the day time he was the type to meal plan, and eat granola for fun, add a little weed and a 24 hour diner a block away and he became a broken man. He had been busy munching on some fries when he saw who entered.
Without a word the small man hopped up from his seat, greeting his old friend before the waitress even could. “What the fuck are you doing in New York?” he asked with a big grin as he leaned up to kiss at the man’s cheeks. He pulled back and stroked at the one. “You are getting old finally I see.” he joked with a wink before humming. “Are you here meeting someone? Come sit with me if not I probably need someone to stop me from ordering cheesecake.” he laughed, rubbing a hand over his stomach as he moved towards the table, grinning. “Viktor, right? I am so bad with names, but I never forget a dick or face.” he snorted, showing that he was just a little under the influence.
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