WHO:
beforemetoday and
origamiguardian.
WHERE: A nice little Ethiopian restaurant.
WHEN: Saturday evening!
WARNINGS: None!
SUMMARY: Death and Maggie go out for dinner, on a non-date.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, and then whatever floats your boat.
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It hadn't taken much to get reservations. Even in this universe, people still seemed to be in the habit of being more than happy to give Death whatever she wanted, from free cab rides, to hot dogs from street vendors. Of course, not wanting to ruin her appetite, Death hadn't indulged herself in any of the aforementioned fine food, and was simply waiting outside of the restaurant, perfectly punctual as ever.
She could've just gone in and ordered herself a drink, but it was a nice night, and it seemed like a shame to waste any of it sitting awkwardly alone at a table.