Mushroom City was having a windy night as the traffic was not as common, due to the wind blowing several vehicles to the wayside with powerful gusts. Dry Bowser and Waluigi both watched as they were inside one of the tall hotels amongst the many skyscrapers, looking out to the west as they were having hamburgers.
"Wah. Is it me, or is it getting stormier week after week here?" Waluigi remarked as he was munching his second, juicy hamburger.
Dry Bowser placed his left skeletal hand on his skeletal face as he nodded, holding his first hamburger in his right hand. "We haven't seen much weather activity for quite a while, so it would be expected that now we would finally get this onslaught of gust."
"Peh, yeah." Waluigi mumbled as he munched on his burger, gulping down and glancing at Dry Bowser. "Do you think the author writing this slop actually cares?"
"Probably." Dry Bowser responded as he rolled his left hand around. "He obviously cares enough to update this and give all the chapters names. But it seems like there's no effort put in because much worse stories with barely any words or good grammar get much more attention."
"...So basically the author should be a total dick in order to get attention," Waluigi responded as he finished up his second burger, looking outside the window. "Much like how this wind is being a jerk to anyone currently outside."
"Precisely." Dry Bowser snapped his skeletal fingers as he, too, also glanced outside the window, with the gusts picking up strong enough to lift cars and street lamps, much to the dismay of the poor souls trying to brave the windy night.
