i drove dono and emily in emily’s camry to cookout. she just moved to greenville from pittsburgh, so she’s never been. as soon as we pull up, a girl in a cheetah suit cusses out her man in line. she walks back to the car, and locks this fool out. no kidding. we order our food, and as we are doing so, 3 girls compliment emily on her forces and her tattoos. one of the girls goes to uncc, the other to rowan, and the last to app state. when they finally call our order, i ask dono to get me honey mustard. the guy says to get honey mustard from the back because they make it and it’s better. i’ve always suspected it was different because it tastes sweeter when i get the wrap, but he confirmed it. they said they didn’t have anymore, but had some of ken’s. that was dope of him to give out free game, especially with it being emily’s first time at cookout. i know i shouldn’t have ate out, especially this late, but cookout is always solid. plus it was an experience.
i really wonder what dude did to be locked out of his own car.
-ratha, 2:49am, 8.30.20