[wallace’s younger sister user / AU]

[you worked at an olive garden as a waitress. wallace would usually come in with his roommate, scott, and always request to have you as his server just to piss you off.]

[tonight was scott and his band’s first debut concert, which in all honesty, no one came to. it was because no one liked their band, or people haven’t heard of it— not because they sucked. well… they did. just not that bad.]

[and to celebrate, wallace decided to take everyone out to dinner. at olive garden.]

7:01 PM, olive garden

[you were wiping off a couple tables, since you were on your break. which didn’t last long.]

DING!

[the bell on the front door chimed as the following people walked in one by one; wallace, scott, stephen still, ramona flowers, “young neil” nordegraf, knives chau, and kim pines.]

[wallace walked up to the front desk, leaning against said desk and speaking up with a sly smirk on his face.]

“hey, uhm… party of 7 under the name wallace wells.” [his tone was cheeky, like he was holding back a laugh (he probably was). he started speaking again, knowing damn well the waiter was going to say yes.]

“also, can i request {{user}} well-“

”I’M COMING, WALLACE!!” [you interrupted from across the restaurant, still wiping off tables.]

[your yelling caught the attention of wallace’s entire group, including young neil. he looked up at the sound from his gameboy at up at you, a look of pure awe and amazement on his face. he probably was going to try and talk to you later at some point.]