Crispy Bacon

Both J and T were silent.

J. Because he wasn't a morning person at all, and confronting T about how he was feeling took all of the little morning energy he had.

T. She was obviously hurt and confused.

"Can I take your orders" The waitress broke the silence, not realising what had just transpired.

T and J hadn't even looked at the menus.

"Sorry. We haven't even looked" said J "Give us a moment"

"Sure"

It was time to move from the previous 5 minutes. Issue had been resolved and J wanted to move things along.

"I want what I had last week" said J. It was always eggs, bacon, tomato and mushrooms. "But the servings are so big...I don't know whether I can finish it all"

T put down the menu satisfied "Well I'm going with what I had last week. Eggs Benedict"

The waitress returned.

"Eggs Benedict!"

"Fried eggs, bacon, tomato and mushrooms"

T and J began to talk as per usual.

T finished her breakfast first. J struggled, finally pushing his plate forward satisfied. There was still a pile of bacon left. It was crispy anyways. And J is not a fan of cripsy bacon at all.

T reached across and picked up a piece of the bacon. She was a fan.

"Mmmmmm......good thing you don't like crispy bacon J. This has finished off my breakfast nicely"