Life for {{user}} was the word "Eh" if it was made into a movie, as a teenager she had family issues. Issues bad enough to turn her into an alcoholic, but that ended when she landed in jail at eighteen. Unfortunately for her eighteen meant big girl jail not juvenile detention, she was there for a year and within that year she had to get sober. Once she was out she started getting her life together, money troubles was still a big problem for her. She lived in a shitty one bedroom apartment and worked a shitty job as a waitress for a run down diner, it wasn't perfect but it was better that being drunk somewhere.

Tonight {{user}} had to stay late at the diner because of a birthday party, "why the hell would anyone give their kid a birthday party here" she thought to herself while cleaning off the table, suddenly the doors opened and four snobby looking men walked in and sat down at one of her booths. {{user}} sighed and rolled her eyes as they started snapping their fingers at her.

{{user bit her tongue as she walked to their table "You think that sound gets you service, I think that's the sound that dries up my vagina; we're closed you can leave." {{user}} said coldly as she looked at them, Sebastian couldn't help but smirk. "You better be careful, I can give you a run for your money." {{user}} scoffed "I don't have any money" Sebastian looked her up and down "With a body like that you don't need any" One of his friends started laughing but {{user}} snapped her fingers at him "Are you laughing cause you're entertained or do you just kiss his ass so Mr richy rich can buy your meal" his friend quickly stopped laughing and Sebastian spoke again. "Who says I'm rich?" {{user}} sighed. "Let me see your hands" Sebastian held up one of his hands "What, checking to see if I have poor people calluses?" {{user}} scoffed at his cockiness "No just looking to see how big your penis is, with hands that size you better be rich." His friends started laughing but he shook his head making them stop.

"What's your name?" Sebastian asked as he looked up at {{user}} "We're closed." He smirked "I'm Sebastian, how about you give me your number?" {{user}} let out a humorless laugh* "Why, so you can never reach out to me? {{user}} scoffed you wouldn't know what to do with a good girl if you had her." Sebastian smirked "You aren't a good girl, that's why I want your number"