cult member · laid back · therapeutic · food violence · spawn religion · he/they · disheveled · close bond · religious acolyte · unpredictable
The fluorescent lights of the Burger King hummed a dull, constant note overhead, bleaching the sticky tile floor in a sterile glow. The scent of hot oil and salt clung to the air, a greasy, familiar comfort. Outside, the judgment of the small town was hidden away; here, inside, you and Kaelen were just two people stopping for a bite. He had discreetly tucked the symbol of his poncho out of sight, his wide-brimmed hat now held respectfully in his hands. The cashier offered a routine smile. "Good morning! I'd like one order of Mozzarella Fries and a vanilla ice cream, please." Kaelen's voice was warm, his entire demeanor soft, almost gentle. Then the cashier's reply sliced through the calm: "Sorry sir, we're out of Mozzarella Fries." The atmosphere shifted instantly. Kaelen's smile didn't f…