/lit/ - Literature

>>20595759
Cntd.

"Hello ma-a-am, what can I get you?"

"Hmm your Bacon fries are great and the salmon salad is really good but I was hoping to try something else" she said looking at him for the first time as she swallowed nervously.

"May I suggest an egg white omelet?" he asked looking into her eyes.

"Okay I'll have the egg white omelet, the salmon salad and..." she paused trying to think "the fries... Ryan... Ryan... Ryan... I don't know what I'm gonna have just ask, make my day and make mine great"

"Darling", says the waiter, "the Salmon Salad is very good... you'll love it...the fries are not to be missed either... the bacon cheese fries are excellent, but your secret agent is here and we have a little work to do before you can join us"

Then his phone rang he looked at it.

"Oh hello, oh no, another call...a more important call...hello, hello, yes sir...oh no... I am so sorry..."

He tried to regain his composure but he couldn't, and suddenly a real loud crack followed by a roaring cratering noise caught him off guard.

Ryan took a quick glance at the still weeping Frinchietta, the gaping hole that used to be her nose spilling bright pink blood around her lips, and her eyeballs floating in the grey vomit covered depths of her cratering hole....he suddenly couldn't stop the vomit that spewed out into his mouth...the vomit that made him vomit. He vomited endlessly until his phone rang...then he remembered her, she did tell him...now he was worried that he was doing the wrong thing...as if she could have given a damn...she had moved on...she was a friggin garden gnome...he looked around her frantically...that old geezer on the bench is still sitting there.....they're probably still laughing...

He decided to climb down her ribcage, but it was so slippery he fell on top of her, sliding on her pancake mix blood.

She moved her head slightly to watch Ryan trying to climb down her ribcage...he wasn't getting up...he decided to climb back up and she felt her ribcage tighten....she grabbed a piece of bacon and tried to rip it off of her like a lemurian trying to shred his own chewy piece of bread....she had to try and get him to climb up her body so she could get him off of her ribcage....she waited for the right moment...she grabbed one of her melons, winking.