The three sat at Vincent's favorite booth, enjoying some lunch and good company. Each had their own particular choice for food; Lucas, it seemed, preferred the chicken meals, while Bonnie had actually chosen the fish. Vincent, for his part, had ordered a triple cheeseburger with everything on it, large fries and a large soda. The other two didn't say anything, as it had been a long time since their mate had been able to enjoy things like this.
There wasn't much sound for several minutes while the Fated Mates ate their lunch, other than the occasional 'hey' when someone stole a fry. Once the food was mostly gone, however, they started talking, getting to know the others. Vincent, for his part, told of how he actually dreamed of being something other than the lowest ranked member of the pac
