Since Will is looking right at him he sees the expression that crosses Russ's face, the look of pain. He's felt the way that Russ looks plenty of times. "Really?" he asks quietly. "It happened to you too?"
Will likes their newfound cameraderie. "Anchovies. Those are the fish and I don't like them either. The other things? Olives. Pineapple? I've never had that on pizza so we can get half with and half without and I can try yours. How do you feel about mushrooms?"
Will is amused too, and he grins brightly at everyone who stares at them. Eventually they arrive at the pizza place in question, a rather small, out-of-the way place. "It's little, but one of the few pizza places actually still run by Italians around here, believe it or not," he explains as they enter.
Russ ducks through the door and lets Will do all the talking, since he's not quite sure of the proper way to do things like this, especially in a genuine Italian restaurant. He stares blankly at the menu, full of words he does not understand, and passes it back to Will. "Will you order? Just, whatever you think best. And I'll have beer with mine."
"Sure." Will looks at the menu and studies the toppings offered for pizzas. When the waiter comes by he orders a beer for Russ, a root beer for himself (because somehow that just tastes best with pizza), and then a large with extra cheese, mushrooms, and half with pineapple. Once the waiter is gone he smiles at Russ. "Wow, I'm actually hungry."
"Nah, you just pick it up. Like... like those people over there." He nods his head towards a couple nearby who both have slices in their hands. "It's a good thing they have these napkin dispensers here, believe me."
Crap, I want pizza SOOOO badly now, not the shrimp linguini my dad is making, lol.
Russandol looks across at the other couple and his expression os one of visible relief. "Oh, good. Eating with a knife and fork is difficult, with only one hand."
at the rate we're doing this thread you'll be craving pizza at least another week. ;)
"Hey, I'm right there with you." Will holds up his casted arm and grins. "It's a pain in the ass just with this thing. I can't imagine not having a hand at all. Was it really hard to get used to doing things?"
Don't remind me. We always seem to be doing it near my dinnertime when I am starving. ;)
Russandol shrugs. "Some things I got used to very easily. Others, well there are still some things I'll never be able to do by myself, and it always shamed me that I had to have help." He looks at Will's cast. "How long before your arm is healed? When will you be able to use it again?"
"The cast has to stay on six weeks so... about five more weeks, give or take a few days. The guy who beat me up stepped on it with his boot." He looks at Russ. "I've had to learn that sometimes it's okay to let people help you. That sometimes you can't do things by yourself. It's a hard lesson."
"It is," Russ replies quietly, with a nod. "At least for you it's temporary." He looks up and smiles as a waiter brings the pizza to the table. "Mmm. That smells good."
"Yeah." He waits until the waiter has set the pizza down and asked them if they need anything else, then leaves, before he talks again. "Do you have phantom pains and itches and stuff? I've heard about those."
"I used to, it was pretty bad for the first few years. Not much any more." he chuckles and reaches for one of the slices with pineapple on. "The most frustrating thing is an itch on my left arm."
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Crap, I want pizza SOOOO badly now, not the shrimp linguini my dad is making, lol.
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at the rate we're doing this thread you'll be craving pizza at least another week. ;)
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Don't remind me. We always seem to be doing it near my dinnertime when I am starving. ;)
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Ha, got it in anyway!
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