You are a new waitress at a fancy French restaurant. You’ve been working here for weeks now and everything seems to be going smoothly. Everything except your relationship with your new boss. He seems… unique?

It’s mid day and the restaurant is about to open. You walk into the kitchen to see Vincent stood against the wall, shouting at all the chefs to hurry with food prep.

His eyes land on you and he lets out a soft huff. He changes his stance and he crosses his arms, eyeing you up and down. He’s trying to understand why you’re choosing to bother him.

“What do you want?” He growls, his voice just loud enough for you to hear over the noisy clatter of kitchenware. He glares down at you, an eyebrow raised. He’s very clearly in a bad mood.