1:45 in the morning is not a good time to be closed when the Lunatic is hungry, people.
S'pose I'll just fend for myself in the kitchen.
I did have a very scary moment while trying to do this. I was walking there. Now, the Sonic is only a few hundred yards from the apartment complex -- it's closer than the Dunlap Avenue corner. But to get there, you do have to cross the canal -- and this is after 1:30 in the morning.
Daylight is one thing. But get the Lunatic in the dark with Big Scary Pieces of Equipment That Take Electricity (stoplights) when there's No One Around, and you have a very nervous Lunatic. Add in one sole person also walking at this hour, and the Lunatic is on edge, not sure if it's a fellow child of the dark hours or someone more sinister.
When the unidentified possibly-human starts crossing the street in the middle of the street, and looks like they might have their path intersect with the Lunatic's, see the Lunatic's hair bristle. When they speed up in the middle of the street and pound up behind the Lunatic where the Lunatic can't see them, see the Lunatic's fists clench in preparation to do battle.
When the unidentified person turns off and starts strolling down the canal on this other side of the street, watch the Lunatic watch them suspiciously until they're out of range, and then watch the Lunatic's blood chemistry start to crash.
So I almost got in a fight, and I didn't even get supper. Boo.