Too Fat for Love
But that wasn't going to be for a while, maybe two or three weeks, get a bit more into shape so I can actually look pleasing.
"Would you like a glass Miss Violet?"
"Nah, I'm good,"
"Are you sure, you're a funny drunk," I narrowed my eyes at Reed and Jenny looked between us, with a smile of her own. "You never told me what type of drunk you are," She shook my shoulder like I was some rag doll, "I've always asked!"
"I'm not that funny," I replied grabbing the cracker, surprised it still tasted good. I watched the ducks in the pond, maybe I should feed them my sandwiches.