Will had been on a strict diet almost all his life, even though he lived in New York. He could only eat two times a day and was had restricted options, none of them being places like McDonalds or Chipotle.<br/><br/>His stomach grumbled, but there were quite a few hours left for his dinner time. He just sighed and shrugged. “I guess I’ll have a cheeseburger? Not like I’m going to get laid tonight anyway,” he groaned, downing his glass of wine and feeling his throat sting and eyes water.<br/><br/>He never understood why people liked this.