≈ rise ‘n’ shine. with @damianesco
Was there a better meal than breakfast? CJ supposed lunch and dinner were top contenders, and brunch, and the not-as-popular ‘linner’ he and Emery tried to get off the ground a few years ago, much to Wren’s chagrin. ‘It’s just a pre-dinner snack, you morons’ she often said, before proceeding to tell them off for snacking before dinner time anyway.
But breakfast had pancakes. And waffles. And those hash brown potato tater tot things.
The best place to have breakfast in Blue Harbor was, hands down, Rise ‘n’ Dine. It was probably the whole exclusivity of it all; limited tables and limited opening hours meant it was more often than not running on a ‘first come first serve’ basis and, though not necessarily competitive, CJ relished in nabbing a table before others.
He had just managed to snag the crème de la crème of seats — the singular corner booth in the small space — stretching out across it to give the impression he was waiting for other breakfast diners to join him. Seb wouldn’t be up at this time, and Lainey was like, busy girl bossing and shit, and his siblings were busy with their jobs and kids and lives, so he had to just pretend. He could maybe claim that the six people this table could seat were all having the exact same breakfast, in the exact same way CJ preferred, right?
However, it didn’t take long for the waitress to crack onto what was going on, claiming he had ten minutes to prove at least one other diner would be joining him that morning before he got kicked out. In a scramble, he noticed a guy waiting patiently to be told if a seat was available, whistling at them to grab their attention, beckoning them over. “Yo, dude. Wanna be my best friend for like, two minutes to get the waitress off my back?”
