#rowanvankessel

[leonhrted]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @rowanvankessel LOCATION: retro bites

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝, cillian was relieved. he was ready to eat everything on his plate, possibly more. but he had to collect himself. he started with dipping his fries with some ketchup and he hummed when he tasted the first bite. " i love fries. like, you can't tell me this wasn't god gracing the world. something good must have happened and he said let there be fries. yeah, that's how it must have gone. " he laughed. " how's your food? "

[leonhrted]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @rowanvankessel LOCATION: cityscape club

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 and one of the things that leon wanted to do more was to go out with friends. he wanted to celebrate of course, the fact that he had gotten the role of a lifetime. being nick carraway in the great gatsby. it was such a huge deal. and he wanted to celebrate that weekend. so cillian and his friends went to cityscape club. upon arriving, leon was craving a drink so he went straight for the bar. seemed busy, but he didn't mind the wait. " what's good here? "

[garlandkotsi]

[ STARTER FOR @rowanvankessel ] [ HARVEST MARKET, williamsburg ]

The north side of Williamsburg wasn't Garland's normal stomping ground. If it hadn't been for checking up on one of his kids (clients) and that meeting running late, he would have gone straight home. Instead, he found himself weighing the lesser evil between delivery or stopping at a grocer on the way home, and Harvest Market on North 5th was just about the only one open he could find. He pulled his '89 M3 into the parking garage, paid the ridiculous fee, and rounded the corner into the store.

Gar was happy to find it mostly empty. After a long day, he didn't fancy being in a crowd. Tugging the collar of his canvas jacket tighter, he tried to ward off the lingering chill of the New York winter that seeped through the walls. Without so much as a semblance of a meal in mind, he began to wander the aisles with the expectation that at some point, he would find his appetite.

His absentminded browsing led him around a corner--and right into another shopper.

"Sorry, my bad--" The apology left him on instinct, but he stopped short as recognition struck.

"Ro?"