Going overboard the country seem to be so much for a moment. Also, add the long journey at the cramped up car seat you currently own; you can just imagine you a punishing ride. With a last look on your wife, you said to her "Debra, I'm doing the Jimmy again. Wait here at the ride," Using some cowboy jargon really added the disguise.
Once out in the open, you went back to the back of the rest area. You coughed up and did the same thing you did to the wolf. Now out in the guy's body, you went back inside to scope out the people.
60s music lingered in the air and intertwined with the smell of steak. Together, you could just feel the stereotypical rest house. My family and I used to rest here when we go on road trips in the summer days. But sometime after Mary's elementary years changed. Everyone got busy in their respective work and we rarely got the time to talk with each other. Even the little time we got in our weekends was robbed by our work. From that moment on up until now, we are slaves to our duties.
Anyway, you found a hole under the floor board and entered it, Inside was a dusty catacomb of fallen coins and dead insects. You feel disgusted by the sight but as you pass through, nothing sticks to your body anyway. So after you got control of yourself, you don't feel disgusted anymore.
A pseudopod stuck out of a tiny whole and watched the people around.
The first set of people was a family of three. A mother whose figure isn't that nice. Pudgy, bulging and overwhelmed. She's gobbling on a rib eye given to her by a disgusted waiter. The father however has a thinning hair, bag under the eyes and a demeanor that could top of my strict teacher. In front of them was their son, probably 10 of age, who was eating a bowl of mashed potatoes floating in a platter of gravy.
The second set was fine for your standards. The trio looks like a frat group in a road trip along the West Coast. The first was semi muscular, thick headed and a beard overflowing up to the gut. The second however was no different except he was bald and a bear gut instead of an abs. The third was younger, much more handsome and hair colored blond. The longer you look at them, the longer you think that the blonde was just forced to follow the frat's bidding.
There weren't so many people inside as it was just morning. Maybe more will come if I wait it out.
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