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Steve doesn't feel responsible for what happens next. One minute he's staring at the fucking egg dick incredulously, and the next, his eyes snap up to the little window in front of the kitchen and lock with the smuggest mullet haired bitch he's ever seen his life.
It's like the rest of the world disappears, everything goes eerily silent, and he's out of his body, watching himself get up against Nancy's muffled protests, hard-boiled egg in hand. He watches the egg fly from his hand, as if in slow motion, across the whole diner, over the other customer's shocked looks, and hit the guy square in the forehead. And then the mullet bitch isn't laughing anymore. In fact, he's angrily untying his apron and opening the kitchen door.
"Oh, shit," is all Steve can say.
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This is 100% based on that Reddit post about the boyfriend who could not stop fighting the Waffle House cook, and I sincerely hope this is the next fandom trope to take off.