10-14-2015, 10:32 PM
Ben checked his phone once more before slipping it back into his pocket. He had texted Will a few times just to check on what he liked to eat and his address, but Will had only answered with one word answers. He had most likely stepped in it when he'd given Will a kiss on the cheek so he was going to have to be a little more careful today.
He checked that everything was ready for lunch - nothing fancy, just soup and salad - and tried not to look at himself in the mirror. The black eye from the fight he had broken up last night had been coming along nicely when he woke up. Sometimes it didn't pay to work for a guy that let anyone from the opposing crime families eat in his restaurant.
The door bell rang and Ben let out a sigh of relief. He was starting to think that Will might not actually show.
He checked that everything was ready for lunch - nothing fancy, just soup and salad - and tried not to look at himself in the mirror. The black eye from the fight he had broken up last night had been coming along nicely when he woke up. Sometimes it didn't pay to work for a guy that let anyone from the opposing crime families eat in his restaurant.
The door bell rang and Ben let out a sigh of relief. He was starting to think that Will might not actually show.