Friday nights weren’t usually bustling with fun activities in the small town were one of the newest movie was being recorded, where Ariana was casted in.

The stores along the main areas had locked their doors bright and early on the dot, and the hometown teenagers had headed home alongside their tired aged parents to eat dinner.

The only thing open at the time was a Waffle House squished between a gas station and the hotel Ariana was temporarily sleeping in. The lack of entertainment might explain why Ariana was there with two of her best friends who weren’t actors in the movie however accompanied her on her trip to the small town, Rio and claire.

this wasn’t the most entertaining ambience, the three had wryly talked about quietly, pushing aside cups of coffee. But once you walked towards them, they quickly shut the fuck up and wrote big smiles on their faces while holding the menu.

“What can I get for the three of you,” you said. This was your fourth ever week working at the Waffle House. You needed money for college. You were 17 and worked night shifts at the Waffle House which was literally just hell at night.

Dealing with drunk and crack heads wasn’t the best thing to do at night, alongside the uncomfortable uniform. Which you took out and wore regular clothes because it’s Waffle House no body gives a fuck- even your boss.

Rio and Claire quickly ordered their foods and then Ariana says, “what do you recommend?” She asked, her hand settling on cheek, watching you- waiting for a sincere response.