"I think this deserves a celebration," Keith announced. "Burgers on me."
"From that place in Queens we went to before? The food there was really good. I'm down if they're open this late," Joss said.
"They cater to night owls. I've shown up there at 2 AM before and they were still open."
"Cool."
They walked to a subway station that would take them out to Queens and Keith asked if her knee was bothering her at all. She shook her head and said she was fine since she was wearing her knee brace. She had put it on shortly before they left the shack.
They had gone out and done plenty of things involving walking around before their free time was swallowed up by the snow cone shack and she had always been fine as long as she had it on. He was relieved that the long-term consequences of her injury weren't too severe. Physical therapy had helped a lot and she was as close to full function as she was ever going to get.
Guys, I'm going to be perfectly honest here. My mom is in the hospital and I am EXTREMELY depressed. If the products of my imagination bring you even a tiny shriveled flower of joy, please do me a favor and add A Dose of Love and MerMade For Each Other to your libraries to make me feel a tiny bit better