Johnny R McAvery
Magic still exist for those willing to see.
Irvin sucked in a deep breath thinking it over fast. "Yeah. I don't think we have an option right now. I mean I have my truck, but two wizards in it. Yeah it'll make the trip to Atlanta. Just lead the way and I'll bring the weed killer." He scratched at his forehead for a second and soon his meal came to him. It was the largest breakfast combo the place had and he quickly poured a bottle of syrup over his waffles and dug into them. Yeah they might be in a rush, but they'd be ass out if he didn't have any energy to go on. Besides the last time he ate had practically been 24 plus hours ago.
"We can leave after food. Want anything?"
"We can leave after food. Want anything?"