[ all of these ghost towns I keep traveling through ] [ OPEN log ]

[ohgollygeewhiz]

WHO: Tom Raymond and you
WHAT: Tom. Coffee. Be his friend?
WHERE: A scuzzy diner in TorC
WHEN: ANY MORNING THIS WEEK
WARNINGS: uh. tl;dr?

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[misschocolover]

M'gann didn't often linger after work in Truth or Consequences. Though she flew in from Seattle to work at least a few mornings a week the obligation of going home to let Nilla out and take her for a walk had kept M'gann from exploring the city very much in the last few months. This morning however she had mixed up her days and arrived down in Truth or Consequences only to be confronted by a closed Doughnut Shack.

Oh RIGHT! It was Sunday...

Well, she'd come all this way and it seemed a shame to just fly straight home again, so she settled into human shape and wandered off down the street, taking a look at the shops and restaurants with fresh eyes. After several blocks of walking she turned a corner and beamed at the sight of a diner she had been to once before. The woman at the counter had made her her very first milkshake when she asked for something delicious.

Pushing through the doors for the first time in months M'gann peered around. It was early and still pretty empty, but over in a corner a familiar head was bent over a paper, the thin curl of smoke from his ciggarette wafting off into the air.

"Tom?"

It had been a long time since she'd met the young man on her first accidental trip down to New Mexico but she remembered his face just like she remembered all faces; flawlessly. "It is you! D-do you remember me? M'gann, from down by the river?"