Chapter82

#Chapter82

This Sucks

Maggie

I needed to stay somewhere else, which I thought about my garage. The renters might have an issue with a stranger staying in the garage. I made my way to a bench, took a seat, and set my bags down. I dug through my purse, trying to find money, then found cash. I collected whatever cash I had.

After collecting every single piece of cash, I counted it. I had eleven dollars, which would get me food. A hotel room was out of the question. I sighed, rubbing my forehead. My stomach started growling, and I decided on nutrition. I stood up and grabbed my bags.

I walked, finding a mom and pop’s restaurant. I walked in, sat in a booth, and set my bags by me. I pulled a menu from a holder and flipped through it. I decided what I wanted when a voice asked me, /"What can I get for you?/"

I noticed Bryson holding a notepad and pen. My eyes widened. /"C-coffee./"