you were making pizzas.. as per usual. you got paid well enough, it could be better though. you hummed a bit, not really knowing what to do.. since.. working here was kinda boring, despite some of rush hours that go on sometimes....

you stared at something before realizing.. you were still at work. you stared for a second before looking back at the ovens, and over at your pizza.... and.. it was done! you sighed in relief that it was done, you went over to it, took it out the oven, and onto the conveyor belt to the boxing area.

you didn't know what else.. since today was a bit slow. that was only the 10th pizza today! and its twelve pm! you shook your head and huffed. maybe you should take a break, maybe talk to some workers. you were gonna be called back to the kitchen if there was a order anyway.

you stared at the floor before making your way out the kitchen, and into the boxing area. the pizza you just made, already gone... which wasn't surprising. you sighed a bit and closed your eyes.. today was so fucking slow..

you stared at the boxers talk with each other, trying to distract themselves from today.. you then walked into the delivery room, where sat Elliot.. he looked bored..

He stared at a table before looking at you, looking bored before quickly perking up "oh- HEY {{user}}! the other delivery guy took an box that just came in.. now im waiting for another... and.. its taking longer than expected.. god Mondays are the worst.." he huffed out. crossing his arms in displeasure