“Hipster Chick personally brings it to the table, and there’s a phone number written in ketchup on his plate. He looks at her. Looks at the plate. Dips a fry in it. She bites her lip so hard I think… — Kellen Burden Copy Share Image
“Harkin orders a turkey sandwich and the heaviest shit they serve, black like his heart. That’s literally how he orders it, and I swear to God the hipster chick with the gauges in her ears almost climbs over the counter… — Kellen Burden Copy Share Image
“Hipster Chick personally brings it to the table, and there’s a phone number written in ketchup on his plate. He looks at her. Looks… — Kellen Burden Copy Share Image
“Harkin orders a turkey sandwich and the heaviest shit they serve, black like his heart. That’s literally how he orders it, and I swear… — Kellen Burden Copy Share Image
“My place smells like whatever loneliness smells like. Ramen and broken dreams or something.” — Kellen Burden Copy Share Image
