toilet unclogged? I don’t know what happened…” Jenny said, her voice trailing off as she gave the toilet another try with her plunger.
“What? Hell no. I don’t do toilets,” Tony said matter of factly.
Several minutes later, Jenny came back into the bedroom and looked at Tony. She thought about saying something in reply to his comment, but changed her mind. She didn’t want to upset him. Besides, he looked so comfortable sprawled out on the bed.
“Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to call a plumber tomorrow. Just don’t use that toilet tonight okay, use the one in the basement.”
“Whatever.”
“What do you think about us going to grab a bite to eat? Since there’s no food in the fridge,” Jenny asked. Since you ate it all , she complained in her mind.
“Yea, where we going?” Tony perked up.
“Uh, I don’t know…KFC? McDonald’s?” Jenny said as thought about what she felt like eating.
“Naw, I don’t want no nasty ass fast food right now,” Tony grumbled.
“What about Chinese then? There’s a nice place around the corner?”
“I was thinking more of Red Lobster, down in Springfield. My boy Terrance lives out there. Maybe I could stop through.”
“Oh, Red Lobster. Uhhh, yea I guess,” Jenny said apprehensively. She noticed that as time went on, Tony was becoming more and more demanding. Now he wanted Red Lobster? Just two days ago they had gone down City Line Avenue to Fridays, and the day before that Jenny had brought home food from a nice restaurant near her job.
“Aiight, let’s go,” Tony said hopping out of the bed. The only time Tony moved so quickly was when he was getting some food or some sex.
* * *
Tony cracked open the last snow crab leg on his plate. He sucked the meat out of the middle of one piece, and then finished off the other. He then reached over to his other plate, grabbed three fried shrimp in a row and popped them in his mouth one after the other. Jenny just watched as he signaled for the waitress to come over, again.
“Yo, let me get another one of these frozen margarita things,” he said pointing to the large empty glass in front of him.
“Sure sir, that will be right up. Are you done with those plates? Let me grab that,” the waitress said as she reached over to grab two empty plates off of the table. One with remnants of the shrimp pasta Tony had devoured, and another that had Tony’s empty crab leg shells on it.
“And you can bring the check please,” Jenny said quickly before Tony had an opportunity to order anything else. She was already dreading the figure that this bill had come to.
The waitress came back with Tony’s drink and put the check down next to it. Of course he just picked up his drink and ignored the small black book. Jenny reached forward as if by habit, and picked it up.
“$93??” she mumbled to herself. She looked back up at Tony, who was reaching in for a couple more shrimps from his plate. This was his fourth order of fried shrimp, and they weren’t even running any endless shrimp specials at Red Lobster at that time. Tony’s facial expression showed that he didn’t have a care in the world. She wanted so badly to ask him if he had any cash on him to help with the bill, but felt bad about asking him since he had just lost all of his money and possessions. Jenny simply reached into her purse, pulled out her Platinum Mastercard and placed it on the check.
As they were leaving the restaurant, Tony was insisting that Jenny let him drive her brand new white Jetta, since he knew exactly how to get to his friend Terrance’s house. Jenny resisted at first, because she knew he was more than tipsy after having six alcoholic drinks at dinner, but relented when Tony leaned down and kissed her on the cheek to thank her for the meal. When they finally did make it to Terrance’s house, Jenny was expecting that Tony was going to bring her in to meet his good friend.
“You wait in here aiight? I’ll be right back
“What? Hell no. I don’t do toilets,” Tony said matter of factly.
Several minutes later, Jenny came back into the bedroom and looked at Tony. She thought about saying something in reply to his comment, but changed her mind. She didn’t want to upset him. Besides, he looked so comfortable sprawled out on the bed.
“Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to call a plumber tomorrow. Just don’t use that toilet tonight okay, use the one in the basement.”
“Whatever.”
“What do you think about us going to grab a bite to eat? Since there’s no food in the fridge,” Jenny asked. Since you ate it all , she complained in her mind.
“Yea, where we going?” Tony perked up.
“Uh, I don’t know…KFC? McDonald’s?” Jenny said as thought about what she felt like eating.
“Naw, I don’t want no nasty ass fast food right now,” Tony grumbled.
“What about Chinese then? There’s a nice place around the corner?”
“I was thinking more of Red Lobster, down in Springfield. My boy Terrance lives out there. Maybe I could stop through.”
“Oh, Red Lobster. Uhhh, yea I guess,” Jenny said apprehensively. She noticed that as time went on, Tony was becoming more and more demanding. Now he wanted Red Lobster? Just two days ago they had gone down City Line Avenue to Fridays, and the day before that Jenny had brought home food from a nice restaurant near her job.
“Aiight, let’s go,” Tony said hopping out of the bed. The only time Tony moved so quickly was when he was getting some food or some sex.
* * *
Tony cracked open the last snow crab leg on his plate. He sucked the meat out of the middle of one piece, and then finished off the other. He then reached over to his other plate, grabbed three fried shrimp in a row and popped them in his mouth one after the other. Jenny just watched as he signaled for the waitress to come over, again.
“Yo, let me get another one of these frozen margarita things,” he said pointing to the large empty glass in front of him.
“Sure sir, that will be right up. Are you done with those plates? Let me grab that,” the waitress said as she reached over to grab two empty plates off of the table. One with remnants of the shrimp pasta Tony had devoured, and another that had Tony’s empty crab leg shells on it.
“And you can bring the check please,” Jenny said quickly before Tony had an opportunity to order anything else. She was already dreading the figure that this bill had come to.
The waitress came back with Tony’s drink and put the check down next to it. Of course he just picked up his drink and ignored the small black book. Jenny reached forward as if by habit, and picked it up.
“$93??” she mumbled to herself. She looked back up at Tony, who was reaching in for a couple more shrimps from his plate. This was his fourth order of fried shrimp, and they weren’t even running any endless shrimp specials at Red Lobster at that time. Tony’s facial expression showed that he didn’t have a care in the world. She wanted so badly to ask him if he had any cash on him to help with the bill, but felt bad about asking him since he had just lost all of his money and possessions. Jenny simply reached into her purse, pulled out her Platinum Mastercard and placed it on the check.
As they were leaving the restaurant, Tony was insisting that Jenny let him drive her brand new white Jetta, since he knew exactly how to get to his friend Terrance’s house. Jenny resisted at first, because she knew he was more than tipsy after having six alcoholic drinks at dinner, but relented when Tony leaned down and kissed her on the cheek to thank her for the meal. When they finally did make it to Terrance’s house, Jenny was expecting that Tony was going to bring her in to meet his good friend.
“You wait in here aiight? I’ll be right back
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