09-26-2018, 01:52 AM
Silas made a face and pushed the last of his breakfast away "I still feel like I've been run over by a truck. I smell like a hospital. And this food is absolutely deplorable." Silas complained, crossing his arms over his chest and staring up at Sidney with a pouted out bottom lip "Please tell me some good news - You're breaking me out of here, you're going to let me take a shower, or you're hiring competent chef's to work in the hospital cafeteria... Either one of those will suffice."
Silas scratched at the three day scruff that was growing on his face - he hated having any type of facial hair. They learned, after his time in jail six-ish years ago, that while the facial hair made him *look* good - it was just annoying for several reasons, and most of them centered around sexual activities, but most important was the itchiness of the growth and maintaining a perfect goatee without too much growth - it was honestly just bad for the restaurant to have that much facial hair.
Silas scratched at the three day scruff that was growing on his face - he hated having any type of facial hair. They learned, after his time in jail six-ish years ago, that while the facial hair made him *look* good - it was just annoying for several reasons, and most of them centered around sexual activities, but most important was the itchiness of the growth and maintaining a perfect goatee without too much growth - it was honestly just bad for the restaurant to have that much facial hair.
You can lead a horse to water, but cannot force a horse to drink.