Avenging Angel (Split Fan-Fic AU)

Chapter 10 - You

(For anyone who wants to know what Sawyer looks like, see the gif above :) <3)

It had been at least a week now since Casey had gotten the job. It paid good, well, considering the boss seemed to sneak her a few extra dollars thinking she wouldn't notice. But she most certainly did, she wondered why he treated her a bit differently from the other waitresses who worked beside her. Odd, she thought, but what did she know she was a bit odd herself at times.

She'd talk to herself at times, no that wasn't helping, she thought. I don't want to go senseless now, I've only been here for a week, don't go losing your mind now.

Casey leaned over the tables as she cleaned them all with spray, and wiped each one down. The rush was just missed leaving the time to be around three o'clock. The city of Philadelphia was always a busy one people coming and going. Storming in and out of massive buildings, eating at simple and grand restaurants to fill an empty belly. Cars racing down the streets as people crossed at the crosswalks in a rush. Everyone always had to be somewhere important it seemed.

Casey looked out the window to stare at all this intense scenery. She looked back down at the table at hand once more as she resumed.

Sawyer had the meat rest over the searing stove top. Smoke escaped it thick juices as he pressed it down into the heat. He looked at up out the window of the kitchen to get a glimpse of Casey doing her job in the light. He was glad she was doing her job and not slacking off like his last hires. He made a slight smile at her back facing him.

Suddenly she bent over the table trying to reach a spot. Sawyers eyes widen but quickly averted his eyes back down to the hot food.

"Take it easy their cowboy." He murmured to himself as he cleared his throat harshly. He quickly handed over the spatula to his other worker as they took over to cooking now.

He took off his apron carelessly tossing it to the side.

"I'm going on smoke break." He announced to the man.

"Hey I'll come with! I got some stuff!" A young teen male said aloud after his boss.

"Better keep ya grass in ya pocket boy. I said don't be bring that shit in here." He hollered heading out the back door bothered. The kid just stood there dumbfounded with his mouth open.

"So... I can't come with?!"

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The time had now reached five o'clock, people still came in and out. Casey worked harder then ever but she knew she could do it. She moved behind the counter and filled up a few drinks.

"So." A familiar southern voice came into play. "You've been working here at least a week now." He stopped. Casey could roll her eyes as she turned to face the smug faced man. He looked like a little girl with his hands on his cheeks and his elbows planted on the kitchen window sill.

"And?" She asked waiting for the rest of his statement.

"Sucks don't it." He snickered. This time she did roll her eyes as she walked away with the drinks, but she did have to agree with him. Sawyer just followed her with his eyes but soon went outside the kitchen to the people as well.

"I bet ya there's a million other things ya rather be doin right bout now." He said aloud getting her slight attention but went back to taking peoples orders.

"Let me guess." He walked near her as he pondered. "Let's see." He muttered.

"Oh, I much rather be out getting my hair and nails done." He mocked in a girly voice. "And hang out with Tod."