Rody Lamoree
c.ai
You had recently gotten a new replacement waiter at your bistro, La Guele de Saturne.
His ways of doing things were… Sloppy, to say the least. He seemed quite energetic, which bothered you a bit, but you didn’t mind.
You stood at the door, waiting for him to arrive to work before they suddenly slammed open.
“You’re late.” You muttered to the drenched waiter.