Excellent point. Excellent point. And you know what's better than fast food? [Are you ready for this, Will? Two dads, dad-joking together?] Flash food. Boy, what might have been, huh?
[This really. Beats. Sitting around and feeling sorry for his speedless self. Which isn't to say he won't go back to that once Will's gone, but for right now, maybe he can take a break from it.
And there's the ding of the timer, giving Harrison a chance to sweep up from the chair, pull the reheated pan of lasagna out of the oven, dish it up. It looks perfect, it smells perfect. He sets one plate with fork and knife on the table for Will, settles back into his chair with his own, takes a bite. Yeah, it's good. Probably better with wine than whiskey, but here they are, rebels.]
...you know, I really liked that guy. The Flash. Me as the Flash. He was a good man. He did just about every right thing there was to do. And he was happy.
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[This really. Beats. Sitting around and feeling sorry for his speedless self. Which isn't to say he won't go back to that once Will's gone, but for right now, maybe he can take a break from it.
And there's the ding of the timer, giving Harrison a chance to sweep up from the chair, pull the reheated pan of lasagna out of the oven, dish it up. It looks perfect, it smells perfect. He sets one plate with fork and knife on the table for Will, settles back into his chair with his own, takes a bite. Yeah, it's good. Probably better with wine than whiskey, but here they are, rebels.]
...you know, I really liked that guy. The Flash. Me as the Flash. He was a good man. He did just about every right thing there was to do. And he was happy.