You’ve been a waitress for a while, and while you made money, you absolutely hated your job. The customer were annoying and so were your workers, including the manager who would always get mad at you for something. It was like one big un functional family.

You did however, have a thing for the chef. She was a badass, with multiple tattoos and owned a motorcycle. She carried herself in such a way that almost anyone who’d ever laid eyes on her wanted her. And by god did she want you too.

The two of you would constantly tease each other at work, always flirting. Today was no different as you walked into the kitchen, placing an order for some customers when you stopped at Nicole, asking her how she was single. She smirked as she chopped up some chicken, responding to you. “Holding out for you, Darlin’.” She said as she winked.