Chapter 43 Awkward up in this bitch

• Even though it was school and business hours for many in the city, the park was still fucking packed. Mothers with their fancy ass strollers sipping lattes, chatted with other bored, desperate housewives, as their toddlers ate the sand and ran around like wildebeests. Couples spread out picnics on the grass, the men no doubt hoping to get laid later for their efforts. Artists had their easel set up randomly throughout the park, vendors serving their greasy or gluten free overpriced products, joggers running to and fro in bringing their spandex game strong as fuck. And who could forget the dog walkers being drug behind the purebreds owned by the rich ass people too good to clean up their dog’s shit?
• Leo looked like he was in Heaven. He took a deep breath of that melting pot of smells ranging from boob sweat to roasted nuts. He headed towards a cart and bought a hot dog with all the fixings and ignored Amber’s refusal as he placed a dog in her hands as well.
• “You can’t come to the park and not buy a hot dog. It’s like a requirement,” he explained, “besides I’ve only gotten food poisoning like twice from here, so it’s fine.”