@soulwounded / A hand extended, ‘you want to get out of here?’ the question posed — she did, in fact, as she answered him want to get out of there. And ‘out’ tonight, seemingly included a booth at Judith’s, her nose still cold and tinted red from late night in January, the DINER 24 HOURS sign glowing fluorescent over the sidewalk outside. With waffles on both the plates in front of them and a strange night behind them, she speaks, poking a rogue bite of waffle. “ It kinda just feels like I’m just on my lunch break from my job playing a side character on Days of Our Lives. ”