“a drink sounds great – thank you. it’s nice to meet you too,” kenny gave him a smile, hoping he would remember the offer by the end of his shift. he accepted the handshake, as he did not want to potentially appear rude, but made sure it didn’t last… too long. it was only natural instinct by now, and he simply hoped that blaine would not pick up on it.
he thought about his question for a minute or so. this town was rather boring, he could admit, but to him, it was a comfort after so many years of moving… he just wished that he had done more here than work and sit around in his apartment most of the time so he could give a better answer.
“what there is to do? honestly… not too much,” he laughed for a moment. “it’s a small place – there’s the bar, of course, and there’s a nice diner down the road that makes good milkshakes. sometimes, the library does stuff on weekends – but i’m not too sure what, i’ve never been inside. if you like shopping… we don’t have too much, besides like, the regular stuff – and a few family-owned businesses that make candles and stuff, if you like those places.”
Blaine shook Kenny’s hand not seeming to notice much judging by the smile still written on his face when his fingers drifted back to the drink he only just began sipping away at. Another swallow and a brow lifted up. This time his teeth were bared from the ear to ear grin and he couldn’t help huffing out a light chortle. “Feels like I went full circle then. I grew up in Ohio. Our town had about as much going on as this one. Even the bar sort of looks the same.”
Unless you drove out of the city limits and found the one single gay bar between two towns a couple hours apart? This place looked like every bar in Little Town, USA. At least the company seemed pleasant enough? And it beat sitting back in his little hotel room alone with limited cable and barely any internet speed.
“Maybe I’ll try the diner for breakfast in the morning? As long as they have coffee? I’ll be happy.”
Happier if the garage called with good news. “How long have you been here? Local or just wander here and decide to stay?” Blaine smiled from Kenny down towards the ice in his glass, before lifting it for another swallow. Ten minutes of talk and this was the most conversation he had that wasn’t on his bluetooth since he left New York. Maybe taking a break, as unexpected as it was, might’ve been a good idea. Human contact wasn’t something he realized he missed until he found himself scrambling for any reason to keep talking.
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