I am gagging

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4:05 AM | Saturday | at a small restaurant

Was it all a coincidence?
Or was it meant to be..

His POV

"MMMMM RAMEN" he dug his hands into the bowl and into his mouth. The waiter walked away with a disgusted expression

The sound of the door creaking wide open, a girl walked passed the table he sat in

"How are there no tissues on the table" looking around, nothing to be seen. Ending up with his hands wiped clean with his pants. Now stained with ramen water.

Her pov

"Is he mentally absurd" she whispered to herself quietly

"yes"

The waiter placed the menu onto the table

She jumped, startled.

"I know this isn't a Neko café and I didn't assume that by the way so don't think i am racist, but you seriously need to wear a bell. Make a noise would you?"

"Nice, would you like to order that with a side of I don't care and a cup of stop talking and order?" He looked at her with no expression

"Fine, i will get what he's getting" she pointed at the eyepatch wearing pirate with no manners sitting in the table next to hers

"A little crush i see, well coming right up. Also a gang is coming to be seated here so i will need  you to sit at table next to you" he took the menu, about to walk away.

"You're kidding right? THE WHOLE RESTAURANT IS EMPTY, WHY MY TABLE?" Her hand motions get extreme, burning up thanks to frustration

"If i told you, i would get killed with the same machete we use to cut meat for our burgers"  he walked away like a diva and rolled his eyes

"YOU DONT EVEN SERVE BURGERS?" She got up, storming off, and sat in front of the pirate boy

His pov

"Hey pirate boy"

He choked, noodles coming out of his nose

"PIRATE BOY??" He took his wet fingers, and shoved them both into his ears, acting like he was unable to hear what she said

"That's disgusting, i like it. And yes, i called you pirate boy, what else am i supposed to call you?" She relaxed her back onto the chair

"you know what, that's it. CHECK!" He got up and started to look through his wallet for money

The waiter walked towards him "check? This isn't your mommy's restaurant, leave the money on the table and leave for the sake of my breathing" and walked away

"Ahem, anyway. LETS GO." He threw the money on the table and grabbed her hand and stormed out of the restaurant

"Is something wrong with you?" She pulled her hand back, pulling him closer to her.

"Look,"

He goes down on one knee

"I really don't know what to say this, but..."

What was the number for that one mental hospital my uncle sent his best friend away to?
she thought to herself

"Will you..."

"WILL YOU..."
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"Will you please call the cab i think i shat myself the second you sat in front of me in the restaurant" he face planted to the floor, smelling like poop water with seasoning

"OH YEA THE NUMBER IS 455-67-89-00!, don't worry your cellmate-i mean your roommate will be sailed sun" she pulled out the phone and dialed an ambulance

The ambulance arrived

"Hey! Sorry he's right here" she points at pirate boy

"WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM?" Ambulance boy picked him up

"Oh he shat a braincell out by mistake, check both holes. also the insurance is on him not me. Bye pirate boy!" A cab teleported, she got in and disappeared

"She didn't say abaracadabera" pirate boy laughed at his own joke but then was dropped and face planted onto the floor again after the ambulance boy heard what she said

"C-c-check bo-bOTH HOLES?" The abmbulnece boy was frozen

"Oh yea as in my brain and yk yk"




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⏰ Last updated: Aug 03, 2022 ⏰

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