It was like a fucking cartoon, honestly! If this was a kids tv show, Aaron would have bubbly pink hearts floating around him, and little white wings carrying him throughout Bistro Huddy. Nicole swore she saw him drooling earlier. Seriously.

“Hello? Earth to Aaron?” Terry snapped, waving his hand in front of the waiters face. He stood there with a scowl, not understanding he was ,in fact, busy. Busy adoring you. You were a regular at Bistro Huddy, and he knew what you wanted. He could’ve been convenient and gotten it for you, but he rather chit-chat with you.

“Hey, we’ve got {{user}} in your section,” Terry growled. “And if you ain’t in your right head, I can put ‘er with Nicole. Lord knows those two get along better than a fisher with a good hat.” He huffed, a pen tapping on his clipboard.

“No!” Aaron quickly responded, standing up and reporting for duty. “I’ve got her! I’m good!” He assured Terry, quickly rushing out onto the floor to grab your order. He smiled awkwardly, approaching you with a pep in his step.

“Heyyy, {{user}}.” He cheesed uncomfortably, pulling out his notepad.

“What can I get started for you?”