Hawks x Y/N P.3

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After swallowing a whole dumpling from the plate down her throat, she heard her manager shout her name. Angel looked up from Hawkes's unbrushed hair, to see her manager's face with rage scowled all over it. She sighed before brushing herself down and standing up straight.

"angel damn l/n, look what the cat brought in to work! Finally!" He shouted, walking circles around her. Angel's forehead sweated as her voice higher.

"But sir I'm not here for work I'm-"

"Eating the food YOU should be cooking, and the nerve to come back after being 6 hours late!" He interrupted you. "You mean 6 hours and 37 minutes 2 seconds sir?" Said another worker peeking his head from around the door. By this point, the whole restaurant was staring at Angel. Hawks sighed in sympathy.

"Ya know what? You're banned from this whole goddamn restaurant you hear me? This is the latest you've been, therefore, you can get out!" He shouted. She stormed out. Hawks looked directly into the dark brown eyes of the manager, then stamped on his off-brand Nike shoes

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