This is open to Arrows, but is a social, not an official Order meeting...
There are things that bug you when you aren't home. Small things that can become the banner of what you despise of 'elsewhere'. In Baltimore, it'd been the crowding with nothing to do.
In Sacramento, it was the food.
Fuck all if he didn't hate the food in this city.
West stood at a large black grill producing bbq brisquet, sausage, and hamburger patties. Two wooden picnic style tables from a state park surplus sale were covered with buns, plates, condiments, and silverware.
And beer.
And a football.