Malarie (Mal) is a 21 year old, city raised woman who works at a Waffle House in central California who so desperately wants to live in a small town. She is an early gen Z and feels like she doesn't fit in with her surroundings, she would love to ju...
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Malarie's POV
"Hi I'm Harry" he says with that same wide smile he had given me this morning. "Hi Harry, I'm Mal" I say trying to convey the same amount of cheery in my tone.
"It's nice to meet you Mal" he says sweetly. "So, you just moved in I assume?" I ask feeling so awkward right now because I truly do not have the energy to carry on a conversations right now, even though I just asked another question. Way to go Mal.
"Yeah just moved in this morning." He says. "Oh nice.." I say feeling that tension in the air that makes my hands get clammy. "Well it was nice meeting you Harry hopefully I'll see you around" I say trying to wrap it up.
"Yeah I hope so too. See ya". I give him a friendly smile and carry on my way up the stairwell to my apartment.
Once I'm in my apartment I go straight to the kitchen to make myself some cereal. Cheerios to be exact. I mean is there even another kind of cereal? I walk over to my couch turning on some Home renovation show that for some reason they play at 4:00pm.
I find myself opening up my eyes and glancing at the clock on my wall. "Shit I gotta meet Mitch and Ree" I say to myself. I jump up and run into my room, stripping myself of my work cloths and apron, and pulling on a little black dress. Basic, I know, but I don't have time right now to put a lot of thought into my outfit.
Pulling into the parking lot of the bar, I look to see "Daddio's Pub And Restaurant". Smiling to myself knowing the sentimental value behind the name.
I walk in and instantly see the tall lanky jokester of a man. He is my best friend. He is my all time, one and only, other half. I look beside him and see Ree, his sister. All 3 of us have been friends for the last 10 years.
As I approach the table I can feel my stress melting away. "Hey babes!" Mitch says. "Hey" respond. "Okay so who is ready to drink their faces off because I am feeling the week and need to let off some steam" Mitch says a bit cheeky. Ree and I raise our hands in unison, laughing as we do.
"Hi their my name is Wendy I'll be your server this evening. Are you looking to sit in the bar area or are you more of a booth kind of bunch?" She asks with a bright smile. I can't help but think she loves her job and then envy her. "Um bar please" Ree says, answering for the group.
We walk up to the bar area and sit on the stools while the bartender walks up to us. "Evening folks, what can I get for ya" he asks sounding ready to serve us with any of our liquor needs. "Neat Tequila please" I say. Ree and Mitch giving me a surprised look. "Whisky on the rocks with a twist. And a dirty martini for her please" Mitch says gesturing to Ree. "So what's got ya down there hun?" Ree asks cautiously, as if she's trying not to poke the bear.
"Ugh I just wanna get out of here man" I say feeling the weight of the week and just the past year on my shoulders. "What? We just got here?" Mitch says. "No dude. Here!here I mean. California! I'm so ready to just pack up and leave. I can't stand it here. I don't fit in and it's all just surface level bullshit with these people. The only thing keeping me here is my lease. I still have a year on it and not nearly enough money to pay it off. "
Ree and Mitch sit there just listening to my rant, but I can't help but realize there frown when I mention the things keeping me here. "And then there's you guys. Of course you guys are keeping me here. I love you guys to bits and would kill anyone who pulls any shit with you, You know that." I say, knowing how true it is and also wanting to fix their frowns.
"I know girl. I know how much you wanna leave. But maybe in this last year in your lease, you might find something that you want to stay for." She says, having a point I guess. "A lot can change in a year Mal, you of all people should know that". She says and I nod knowing her statement is true.
"Okay, enough with the gushy, complaining stuff, let's get shit faced!!" Mitch says. We all laugh as our drinks arrive.
A/N// Hiii! This is my second chapter! I hope you liked it! Who else thinks Harry will be the reason she wants to stay? Also why is "Daddio's Pub and Restaurant so sentimental to Mal??? I don't know... you'll have to find out!! Also, I'll post the third chapter sometime on the 27th :) Anyway, bye for now! Xx
