The Deucalion Restaurant

🥕Chapter 11🥕

Morrigan couldn't wait till she started work at the Deucalion Restaurant. And yes, it was mainly because of the hot-waiter-whose-name-she-now-does-know.

Jack.

His name felt new and exciting, just as her opportunity to work with him was. It suited him, or at least Morrigan thought so. She also knew that as ecstatic about her discovery as she was, she could not let her friends know about this. She'd never hear the end of it.

So, when the first day of the seventh week of the last term rolled around, Morrigan tried her best to suppress her smile as she walked up to her friends, standing by the lockers.

"Morning, Moggers!" Hawthorne noticed her approaching first.

Scrunching her nose up at the nickname, she waved at the group, placing her bag in her locker and grabbing out the necessary books and stationery for the first two periods.

"What we talking about?" Morrigan asked, coming to stand in between Hawthorne and Mahir.

"Our weekends," Mahir answered, turning his head to smile at her. "So what did you get up to, Morrigan?

"Get back to the Deucalion Restaurant and see a certain someone?" Cadence asked casually from across the little huddle, smirking slightly.

Morrigan rolled her eyes, a smile tugging at her lips, threatening to expose her true emotions. "Actually, I did."

"What?" The group collectively gasped.

"You're jokin'," Thaddea said, though it was obvious she was hoping – and knew – that Morrigan wasn't.

Morrigan shook her head. "I even had a conversation with him this time."

"No way-"

"Really? No stuttering or choking this time?"

"I- well..." Morrigan started, feeling a tad bit called out. "Maybe at first, but I thought the rest of it went perfectly fine."

"Did you find out his name this time?" Hawthorne asked with a cheeky grin.

"As a matter of fact, I did." Morrigan couldn't help but smile smugly. "But, however, I will not be sharing it with the likes of you lot who will just use this important information to taunt me."

"Aww, come on, Mog! Why would we do that? Please?? Please tell us!" Hawthorne pouted as the others gave her various looks of disappointment, agitation and amusement.

"The only thing I'll say about it is that it suits him."

"..if we try and guess it, and get it correct, will you tell us?"

Morrigan pursed her lips, thinking about it. "Only if it's correct. And if you do find it out, you can't tell the others."

"Alright, deal! Come on, guys. Put those incredible brains of yours to work!"

"You're one to speak, Hawthorne."

"Oi!"

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"Fred?"

"Nope."

"Bob?"

"..what the hell, Cadence?" Hawthorne pulled a face from the table next to the mentioned girl. "Why would his name be Bob? Mog said he's hot and that his name suits him."

Cadence shrugged, "Never seen a hot Bob before, Thorne-in-my-side?"

"No, I haven't. Have you, sweet Cadence?"

"My uncle's a Bob, and he's pretty good looking. At least my aunt must have thought so."

Morrigan sighed, looking from the board to her two friends. It had been two weeks since they'd started guessing the name of the hot-waiter-whose-name-Morrigan-does-now-know. So far, the closest guess has been Anah's Jackson.

If she was being honest, Morrigan was terrified. Names had always seemed like such a big thing with her friends.

"Wait, Mog, it wasn't Paul, was it? Like we guessed the other day?"

She rolled her eyes. "You already asked that last Thursday, Hawthorne."

He sighed. "We have one week to figure this out. Can't you give us a hint?"

Morrigan shook her head and continued to copy things down from the board.

"How about you tell us what he looks like again, hm?" Cadence suggested, sharing a look with Hawthorne. Morrigan always seemed to get so flustered when she talked about how the waiter looked.

Rolling her eyes, Morrigan put her open down and laced her fingers together, propping her chin on them. "He's tall, and-"

"How tall exactly?" Hawthorne interrupted.

"About a few inches taller than you," Morrigan said before continuing. "Warm brown – and extremely smooth-looking – skin. Black hair that just looks effortless. Like, he obviously cares for it, but not as much as some guys do. But his voice-"

"Oh, boy, here we go..." Cadence muttered under her breath, so quietly that Morrigan nearly missed it.

She shoved her lightly, "Hey! I'm not that bad! If you heard his voice, you'd understand."

"I'm sure I would."

Morrigan rolled her eyes again. "It's just so... it's warm and inviting. But sounds like it could be cruel and cold at the same time if he wanted. And his laugh is one of the most beautiful things I've ever heard. Everything about him just... it's perfect. All his attributes compliment him."

"Sounds like Jack from the Deucalion Restaurant," a new voice joined the conversation. "And whilst I do agree that he is an attractive young man, I don't think Mr Korrapati has anything to do with your history study, Miss Crow."

Morrigan turned around, grimacing as she saw her History teacher, Mr Squall, standing behind her with an amused look.

"Back to work, you three – you have exams from tomorrow onwards, remember. I'm sure Miss Crow's love life can wait until the holidays."

Morrigan's face felt so hot it could start a fire. "R-right, sorry, sir. It won't happen again."

Squall nodded and walked over to a student in the front row with a raised hand.

When he was sure that Mr Squall couldn't hear him, Hawthorne leant over to the girls' desk. "I'm sorry, but did he say he thought the waiter was an attractive guy-"

Morrigan nearly laughed. Of course, that's what Hawthorne had chosen to focus on, and not the waiter's name. "See? Even Squall agrees with me that he's hot," she said.

Cadence rolled her eyes. "Right. But Jack Korrapati?"

Hawthorne blinked, "Who's Jack? Wait, was that his name??"

"Stupid, that is his name – according to Squall."

Morrigan sighed, feeling a bit defeated. "Yes, that is his name... though I only knew his first name."

"Morrigan Korrapati," Cadence grinned. "Doesn't sound half bad, does it?"

Morrigan groaned. It was going to be a long last four days of school.

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Written: 2 + 3 February 2022

Published: 3 February 2022

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