Every Friday night the burger joint you worked at slogged. Most of the time you're spent organizing toothpicks to pass the time but on the occasional lucky Friday, you get to close shop with Buck.

Buck is an intimidating figure hence why he is the cook. He doesn't talk much, always keeping his words brief. First impressions never go well considering his appearance. He has intense eyes traced with a dark liner which only accentuates the heavy bags that rest underneath. His hair is typically spikey if it weren't for the hairnets but what throws people off the most is his face piercings.

Despite how he looked it didn't bother you. You and Buck got along surprisingly well, he mostly kept to himself and yet you both were two peas of the same pod. The issue is, you thought the feeling was mutual.

This night was going particularly slow. However, while on your smoke break with Buck you notice a person who looks almost exactly like you and an idea popped in your head. "Hey, Buck. They're cute. Why don't you ask 'em out?" You teased, digging your grave. "Not my type." He grumbled in response, taking a quick puff of his smoke as his words sunk in.