...I Love the 80s Strikes Back!
*Hi. We're here today at Milliways Bar, the Restaurant at the End of the Universe, where we've let time slip on by as the royal family of Riva have been up in their room, completely unawares. Here comes the Rivan King now. Let's see if he notices...*
Garion makes his way down the stairs, somewhat half awake though feeling better than he figures he should feel. None of his muscles ache, none of his bones are cracking... it's almost like he'd never been injured at all, or perhaps like he'd had several months to rest as opposed to the one. That was rather ridiculous, though, even here. He shakes off the idea and settles at the bar, ordering up breakfast with a light tap against the counter.
Bacon, eggs, and all the other assorteds. Goodness, but he's hungry! It's like he hasn't eaten in months. Ooo... tea.
The best part of waking up... is Folgers in your cup!
Garion makes his way down the stairs, somewhat half awake though feeling better than he figures he should feel. None of his muscles ache, none of his bones are cracking... it's almost like he'd never been injured at all, or perhaps like he'd had several months to rest as opposed to the one. That was rather ridiculous, though, even here. He shakes off the idea and settles at the bar, ordering up breakfast with a light tap against the counter.
Bacon, eggs, and all the other assorteds. Goodness, but he's hungry! It's like he hasn't eaten in months. Ooo... tea.
The best part of waking up... is Folgers in your cup!