Gobbo
Tactical Goat
Garret finally snapped out of it, only because of the smell of food. He looked around, seeing the concession stand right as his stomach gave a loud rumble. Shrugging, he made his way over. Might as well get at least a little something to eat, just to hold him over until he could find the food court.
"Excuse me." he said, squeezing past a group that all looked like friends, all around his age. His stomach gave a nasty flop when he saw two of them holding hands, obviously a couple. He was just reminded of all the crap he went through with his ex... Not fun memories. He shook off the nasty feeling he got and went to the counter, ordering a small popcorn and a drink.
"Excuse me." he said, squeezing past a group that all looked like friends, all around his age. His stomach gave a nasty flop when he saw two of them holding hands, obviously a couple. He was just reminded of all the crap he went through with his ex... Not fun memories. He shook off the nasty feeling he got and went to the counter, ordering a small popcorn and a drink.