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Jun. 17th, 2017 05:10 pmAt times, Barry wishes he could speed through his food at Semele's. It doesn't diminish any of the taste, and his metabolism is more than up to ten hamburgers hitting his system at once, but the sight of his vibrating mouth and throat is too obvious.
Which is a shame, because if there's any place to be openly unusual in Darrow, it's at its resident supernatural bar.
Barry picks up the third hamburger before him and sighs, forcing himself to take slow, large bites. For more than a year he's been known here as the owner's human boyfriend and not a supernatural himself. There's surely one or two clairvoyants in the room who know the truth, but either they respect the bylaws of the place or they just don't care, because no one's ever outed him.
In a town he can't escape, Barry knows it's only a matter of time before his identity as the Flash is common knowledge, but after both his mother and father died for no better reason than being loved by the Flash, Barry's not willing to risk anyone else. So he eats normally, he drinks normally, and if he can manage to leave at the end with one of Bitty's pies, he'll reward himself by eating it in seconds flat.
He's just picking up his fourth burger when he notices someone new standing near his table, a menu in their hand. "Burger's always a safe option," he calls, gesturing to his small stack of them as if to say obviously.
Which is a shame, because if there's any place to be openly unusual in Darrow, it's at its resident supernatural bar.
Barry picks up the third hamburger before him and sighs, forcing himself to take slow, large bites. For more than a year he's been known here as the owner's human boyfriend and not a supernatural himself. There's surely one or two clairvoyants in the room who know the truth, but either they respect the bylaws of the place or they just don't care, because no one's ever outed him.
In a town he can't escape, Barry knows it's only a matter of time before his identity as the Flash is common knowledge, but after both his mother and father died for no better reason than being loved by the Flash, Barry's not willing to risk anyone else. So he eats normally, he drinks normally, and if he can manage to leave at the end with one of Bitty's pies, he'll reward himself by eating it in seconds flat.
He's just picking up his fourth burger when he notices someone new standing near his table, a menu in their hand. "Burger's always a safe option," he calls, gesturing to his small stack of them as if to say obviously.