Guys, this is my first stab at anything like this, so I would appreciate your feedback. It's mostly dialogue just now, but I'm hoping to incorporate more prose into it as I continue.
DISCLAIMER: Although I sometimes wish I did, I don't make any profits from Will and Grace the T.V. Prog. or this story.
Our Day Out - Chapter One.
Will and Grace wake up, hung over, after a late night last night. Will heads straight to the kitchen for the essentials - paracetamol, coffee and, of course, chocolate. Grace brings two blankets and sinks into the couch making a loud groaning noise. She shields her eyes from the light with her hand. Resembling something from a horror film, she asks "How much did we drink last night?"
"I'm not sure. We can count the bottles later. Right now all I wanna do is sit and watch Opra." Mumbles Will. He is barely conscious, and it's only the fact that he and Grace know each other inside out that she understands him.
"You know what? I don't wanna stay in doors, lets to go that" Grace almost suggests somewhere, but it seems Will knows where she is talking about already.
"No, not that place, I threw up for three days the last time we went there" So he interrupts with his reply. A reasonable excuse.
"Oh, well what about that nice little"
"We only went there for the cute waiter, he works in that new"
"Oh, I heard about that place! Apparently it has this"
"I know, and I hear they do the best"
"No way! Oh my God we totally have to"
"Totally!" And so it's agreed. They'll go to the new place just round the corner, seeing as that's where the cute waiter works.
Both are getting ready to go out that morning to cure their heavy hangovers with a small spot of Cute-Guy Therapy when Grace yells into the bathroom for Will, "Hey Will, can I borrow that cashmere sweater you have?"
"What this one?" Asks Will coming out of the bathroom, wearing said sweater. Grace's jaw hits the floor as she tries to think what else to wear. Both want to look good for the cute waiter after all.
"Okay what else do I have? I wanna be able to say 'hey I'm available' but not say 'I'm desperate will you sleep with me?'"
"Oh why not wear that little dress you bought in"
"No, way to slutty! What if I wear the"
"No"
"Well how about"
"No"
"Okay, well I'll go with the"
"Yeah" And with that, both head out the door , scarves waving in their wake.
Out on the streets of New York, even though it's early morning, the place is still teeming with life: A small man selling hot dogs from a stand; the woman in the Barney's window doing the display; the hundreds, maybe thousands of yellow cabs. And the people. The thousands and thousands of people. All with a special place to go, with a special mission. And Will and Grace were no different. Their special place to go was the new restaurant, their mission? The Cute Waiter.
Okay, well that's Chapter One. Review it and tell me what you thought and I'll do the next chapter!