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The sun beamed with pride in the baby blue sky, gusts of wind moving the clouds slowly but surely. The parking lot was full of cars, potential customers that weren't jackasses or old fat Christian ladies that don't know what the word boundary means.
Nyan sat at the till, scrolling on her phone. The place was busy but everyone had their food and it didn't look like anyone needed assistance. She sat on Tiktok watching the most recent trends on her for you page, it was pretty boring if she had to be honest but its not like she had anything better to do. No one was online on WhatsApp or discord - not Mai, Kevins, even Mike; which was pretty surprising knowing he sat on his electronics all day.
"Ahem." Someone said, clearing their throat in front of Nyan. She looked up and saw a chubby man, he had at least a small double chin but in reality he was humungous. His fake permed curls were painfully obvious, his barber done a shit job. Then that's when it hit her, the smell. Nyan nearly gagged but she didn't want another customer complaint to her manager so she tried her best not to make it obvious.
She looked to the side and took in a big gulp of air before turning back to the customer. "Hello, what's your number?" She asked, a wonky smile appearing on her face as she tried to serve the man. This is when she started noticing more features about him, his blue eyes and freckles, his chubby cheeks. Most importantly, the dark eyebags under his eyes. The man looked like he hadn't left his house in a hot while, heck it looked like he never went to school.
"Did you just ask for my... phone number?!" He gasped, his cheeks turning a soft red colour and his eyes becoming wide. He placed his arms behind his back and quietly giggled to himself while having the biggest smirk on his face.
"No." She groaned in annoyance, "I mean your table number." Nyan tried to keep the smile on her face but it fully dropped, she was getting sick of this guy. He was worse then the Christian lady's that come in here and preach about God.
The man's smile dropped and he looked embarrassed, Nyan swore she could see sweat falling down his face. "I'm so sorry! I'm table... 34." He spoke, "I'd like a... coke, two hamburgers, fries, and a pepperoni pizza if that's alright."
Jesus this guy had an appetite. Nyan wrote all that down in her till-machine, "Alright that'll take around half an hour, it'll be £56.87" She turned away from him away. Deep breath. Then turned back to him, "Will that be cash or card?" She spoke in a soft voice.
The customer fiddled with his wallet, after around 5 minutes of him trying to get his greasy fingers in it he pulled out a card. It read 'Autism discount' She looked at it and then back at him, he had the biggest smirk on his face. He knew he was going to get a lot taken off the amount of money he had to pay and he was being a jackass about it. Nyan angrily took the card, squinting her eyes at him in annoyance. She scanned it and read the new amount he had to pay.
"£14.87" She spat in a cold voice, all the softness exiting it the moment he started acting like a fucking weeb, he smelt like one too. Her eyes darted to the clock above the door, '16:47' Great. Another 50 minutes serving fatties like these.
He pulled out his card and swiped it. DECLINE. She told him to swipe again and so he did. DECLINE. 'Damn bitch, you got the autism discount yet you still cant pay it how broke is your ass?' Is all that Nyan could think right now. He did this for another minute before realising he had the wrong card, grabbing his wallet, he pulled out another card after minutes of fitting his fingers in the wallet to grab it. Swiping it, this time it worked and accepted the payment.
The man waddled away. She printed his order and gave it to the creepy chef that eyed her up and down, yuck. She went back to scrolling on her phone and checked discord, looking at the ghostbusters server her trio were in she noticed something. Something odd...
She clicked to un-spoiler Max's face reveal and that's when she noticed, she recognised the boy? Nyan decided not to think about it and went to go message her boyfriend, William.
Looking up from her device, she noticed a fat lady swaying from side to side walking to the staff only section. She instantly got up to go assist her, "Hello, I'm afraid this is a staff only area is there anything I can help you with?" Nyan said with the kindest tone even though she was fed up of these fat bitches doing whatever they wanted in the establishment. She wanted to tell her to fuck off and go dine somewhere else if she cant respect the rules but she knew she wasn't able to without a complain getting filed against her.
"Bomboclat, wheres the bathroom?" The lady spat, the passive aggressiveness visible in her tone. Nyan groaned and told her the directions to the bathroom, It was so easy to tell where the bathroom was but these fatso's don't have any peripheral vision due to their chubby faces.
The women strutted along and Nyan sighed, heavily. She went back to the till and sat down as she waited for table 34's food to arrive. This place made her want to kill herself but she couldn't do anything about it, she had to work in this dumpster fire 6 days a week just to get £900 at the end of the month. She thought about telling her boss she nearly committed suicide but figured she really needed the money for car parts, they're expensive as fuck. Her mind then switched to how she had college on Monday, this made her groan in annoyance and bash her head on the wall behind her.
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After half an hour or so of serving other customers the kitchen called her to grab food. 'TABLE 34' The chef said as she grabbed a pizza, fries, and a drink. She'd come back for the burgers. Walking to the greasy man, she placed down the stuff on the table, trying to make room for everything. She noticed one of his ass cheeks was sagging off of the chair and he couldn't fit on it which she couldn't help but giggle.
"What's so funny." The man spat at her, his eyebrows furrowing.
"Nothing." Nyan dismissed as she held her breath, her face slowly turning a peachy colour as she held in her laughter. She had to bit her bottom lip to stop it which made the guy think she was into him, he winked at her and she immediately walked away going to grab his burgers.
Returning back to the table, it finally struck her. She quickly pulled out her phone again and looked at the Max face reveal, holy shit... It's fucking Max. She looked back up at the guy then down to her phone. HOLY SHIT. She went up to him and placed the burgers down, she tried to act normal. "Here's your food, Max" She giggled.
Max stared at her, his heart dropping. "How do you know my... name?" He cried, his mind filled with panic. How did this absolute stranger know his name? Unless... It wasn't a stranger after all. He gulped down, hard. Max analysed her voice, her features, the way she talked. It all clicked together, he took a look at her name tag 'Natalia' What else began with N? Nyan.
"You're... You're.. You're Nyan, the notorious troll! I thought I told Cass to keep you away... Isn't this the Ritz?! How are you not banned!" He cried, it's kind of sad he thought he was on discord. He tried to get up but one of his booty cheeks got suctioned into the chair hole and the chair got dragged up with him. He had no choice but to sit down and eat his food, he worried about Nyan but there was nothing he could do without getting overwhelmed with the amount of people in the establishment.
He tried to block Nyan but for some reason she wasn't disappearing, that's when it clicked. He wasn't online... He was in real life.