𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞

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YOU GET OFF THE TRAIN TO

walk the rest of the way to work. You had sweatpants and a sweater over your uniform to avoid getting weird looks. It was getting darker by the minute and the cool air brushed your cheeks the whole way there. Your co-worker, Kat runs up to you with a smile.

"Hi love!" she coos and kisses your cheek, "Ready to get this over with?" she sighs and opens the door to let you into the restaurant.

"Mhm."

In the back you get undressed and Kat waits for you by applying lipgloss. You place the cat ears on and fix the socks to your liking. "Gosh I hope these guys aren't weird." she whispers under her breath.

"They come to maid cafes... a bit weird." you weren't worried per say but you had said the same thing in your head. Working at a maid cafe was something that gave you a lot of money in the quickest way possible.

You and Kat were the last ones to join the rest of the girls. Your manager assigns tables since there were so many. You take a quick glance through the doorway and see that there were only two people as the other ones were filled.

You take a deep breath and walk out with a smile. The men watched and you stopped at your table, "Welcome masters." you bow and look between the blonde and black haired males. They were older and looked up, a bit taken back by your outfit. "What can I get you to drink?"

The blonde speaks first, "A chocolate milkshake."

"Water." the other says and his friend groans.

"You're so boring man."

"You're a child."

You waited until they stopped talking to bow, "I'll be right back with your drinks masters." you walk away and put in the order for the milkshake. While waiting you scoop some ice in a cup to pour the water in.

The males look up when you place their drinks down and order their food. You noticed they didn't really make conversation and wondered if that was because they weren't a fan of this. Their coworkers were eating out of the girls palms. You didn't mind if they showed little interest in you.

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