tyler opened up the napkin, his eyes glistening at the digits written down onto it. he shoved it into his small journal, getting up and practically running out, leaving his order simply untouched.
"555-555, you should call" - josh.
eleven ; digits
tyler opened up the napkin, his eyes glistening at the digits written down onto it. he shoved it into his small journal, getting up and practically running out, leaving his order simply untouched.
"555-555, you should call" - josh.