Working In The Diner

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"Order up!" Buford calls out, placing two orders of pancakes on the window.

You look up from wiping a table, putting away the supplies before picking up a platter.

"Coming!"

Grabbing both plates from the window, you rush over to get a coffee pot and putting it on the platter.

Walking over to a table, you put the pancakes in front of a mother and her child.

The little girl gives a big smile before turning to you, dancing in her seat.

"Thank you Miss (Y/N)!"

Your smile as you coo "Aww! your welcome sweet thing."

She giggles as her mother raises her coffee cup towards you, smiling "Can I have a re-full please?"

"Of course!"

After doing that, you move to go back to the counter, maybe clean some more tables outside—

"Hey Tiana! (Y/N)!"

Turning your head, you walk over and wave when you see your friends sitting at a table

"Morning, Georgia." Tiana greets

"Hey guys!" You nod

"We all going out dancing tonight. Care to join us?" Georgia asks as she smiles, the rest of the group quickly agreeing, hoping you guys would say yes.

The both of you quickly get back to work while answering their questions.

"You know we can't dance very well—" Tiana answers, facing towards the table you waited before "You need a napkin sweetheart? Besides—"

Wiping another table you add "We're going to be working double shifts tonight, so we can—"

"So you two can save for your restaurant, I know, I know." Georgia interrupts you, leaning her face in her hand as she gives you a bored look

"All you ever do is work!"

You and Tiana go to reply when Buford calls another order. Giving them apologetic glances you both say

"Maybe next time."

Walking towards the counter, you both can still hear the others

"I told y'all they wouldn't come!"

You sigh, putting your platter down and grabbing some more orders, stopping when Tiana puts a hand on your shoulder, squeezing before letting go.

"Y'all talking about that dang restaurant again?" Buford asks, raising a brow as he leans  on the window

"Buford, your eggs are burning." You warn as you give refills for a couple's coffee

"Oh!" He panics, quickly saving the eggs "You too ain't never gonna get enough for the down payment." He laughs

"We're getting close." Tiana defends as you give the cook a look, gathering up empty plates

"Yeah? How close?" Buford smirks

You huff, cleaning a table and scrubbing a stain harder than necessary. Tiana give him a dead pan look, asking where her flapjacks were.

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