Man I can't ever get away from this thing can I?
Charlie parked in front of the Gas Station diner again, this time not in front of a gas stall. He had hoped by now they would have forgotten his face, he imagined they would since it had been a month.
Man has my memory gotten that bad?
Walking inside, he sat at the counter, seeing the kitchen behind the wall and wondered if any of the cooks from that night were still there. He waited to be served and contemplated spending any blood to activate his stomach again.
Been a while since I had me some sausage link, then again it will still be a while as I'll probably just puke it out anyway...maybe not then.