,,drink to avoid confrontation" - l.ab

OO1 - average day.

"y/n. it's raining again." the boss warns his employee. she groans and drags her hands down her face. "the weather reporters are ass at their jobs." she bitterly complains as she continues to clean up a little. the older man only laughs. "you know their job is only to report what they currently know." he puts a hand on her shoulder and slides behind the counter through the gap between her and the other side of the counter.

"i know, but, like, you would think there's something that would tell them the possibilities of the weather after. they prolly already have it and don't use it." she grumbles as she puts pressure on the rag she's cleaning with. he only chuckles and walks into the staff room. then the bell on the door rings, it's close to closing time but they were generous and didn't rush people out. "welcome to De Luca's." she softened up as she looked up.

the sight of the faces in the group were familiar, as one of them was a regular. "ah, mr.bucciarati ! welcome back." she smiles and the man in the staff room comes out with his stuff. "y/n, i trust you'll lock up for m- oh bruno ! hello, my friend." the mentioned waves at them both before pointing to his group to find somewhere to sit. the tallest man there with lavender lipstick beautifully applied to his lips looks at the girl behind the counter before turning back to bruno.

"bucciarati, aren't they about to close ?" he asks and she smiles a little. "to be honest i don't mind closing up late signore." his face changes to one of understanding as he nods at her, he then looks up at the menu above her head. then the girl's boss lets it be known he is leaving, once he does, it gets quiet. "y/n, how have you been ? it's been quite a while ?" the man with the bob suddenly asks as the other continues looking at the menu. "i've been better really, it's really just the little things. how about you ?" she smiles at him.

he only chuckles and tells her it's been the same as usual. "you serve tiramisu here ? strange, for a little shop in naples." he asks the girl and she nods. "what's even more strange is that it's the second most popular desert here." she shrugs and this interests him. "i'll take one of those then. bucciarati, i'll ask the rest of them what they want."

"make sure you actually give her giorno's real order, the girl already has a lot to deal with. don't stress her out anymore than she already is." he says sternly and he scowls at the mention of the golden haired boy. "i didn't know giovanna was rolling with you know, bucciarati." she laughs a little and he shrugs. "you didn't know fugo was either."

"well to be fair, he himself didn't say anything about it to me." she defends herself. the tall, attractive man comes back to the counter and she has her little note pad to take their order. he looks into her eyes, noticing the little sparkle in them. she seemed to be interested in him, from looks that is. he gave her everyone's order, they all very clearly differed but she knew it was because of the fact that everyone is different.

"ah, okay, that's all ? if so, please take your seat and i'll bring everyone's order to your table." he mumbles a little thank you and she tells him the price, taking money out of his wallet and paying for everything. she smiles and thanks him, counting his change. "10, 20, 25, 26, 27, 28, okayyyyy, 28.75. thank you signore ! your order will be with you in about 15 minutes, now if you'll excuse me, i have some drinks to make." she skips away from the counter and to the drink station.

a good 12 minutes later one of the people at the table get up and come to the counter. she had pretty green eyes and her hair was a gorgeous, even her makeup was amazingly done. "excuse me ? may i use the bathroom." she tilts her head. "oh yes of course, it's actually around the counter. the ladies room is to the right." she thanks her and walks around til she finds it.

"ah, signora, sei bellissima." a tan man leans on the counter, his hat matches his top which seemed to be cropped, from what she could see, the only colors he's wearing are red and blue. his beautiful blue eyes pair nicely with his short brown hair that is tucked under his hat. "oh ? grazie." her face warms up, yet it cannot be seen. 

"mista, i swear if you're over there flirting with her." bruno scolds him and the man apparently named mista laughs a little, shrugging. "couldn't help it, this beautiful young lady let us stay here after hours." he winks to her as she laughs a little, still mostly focused on the drinks she's making. "don't harass her as a thanks." he continues until mista sits himself back down.

she then brings over half of their order and once she does so, the pink haired girl sits back down. "signora, grazie." she says before y/n could go back to get the rest of their order. "oh, it's no problem, really." she quickly goes back and takes the rest of everything to their table. they all say their thanks and mista winks at her once more. "she's twenty, mista." bruno raises a brow at him. "i like my women older anyways."

the mentioned girl chokes on her spit and ducks down behind the counter and she coughs a little bit. "mista, you killed her !" the girl stands back up and waves her hands at them. "i'm fine, it was just unexpected, that's all, really. i'm fine." mista could only let out a chuckle and she hadn't noticed until now, but the man in purple had headphones on. seems he wasn't the most social.

then y/n takes a stool and sits down, leaning her elbows on the counter and her head in her hands before zoning out. when she came to, the man in purple was walking towards the door to exit as everyone else had been waiting for him. there was a 20 dollar bill left and next to it was a small note that read 'tip' but she felt as if she couldn't take it. "wait, signore !" he turns around, face in a confused expression. "what ?" he asked, it sounded harsh but it was just pure curiosity. "i can't take this, please-"

"i'm not going to take it back. it's for you. it's because you allowed us to stay after hours." he left and she wanted to say something but he was already gone. she sighed and smiled to herself as she stuck the 20 in her back pocket. for a short 10 minutes, she walks around, cleaning up anything left or any garbage. any possession left in shop is put in the staff room.

she gathers her stuff and sighs before walking out. once she steps out, she realizes that there's no more rain. but the rain was still dripping from the awning. she makes sure to lock the door guards before walking down the road to her little apartment. once she makes it home, she says hi to her cute little black cat. "oh, vixen, i didn't think you were up. were you waiting for me, baby ?"

y/n then picks up the kitty who only makes herself very comfortable. she then picks up her phone with her free hand and makes a call to her boss. "hello ? mr.de luca ? i just wanted to let you know that i was home." he hums and asks if she was okay. "yeah, no i'm fine. they were chill, just a little tired."

"well, y/n, get some rest, bambina." he says to her and ahe groans a little. "stop calling me that, i'm like 3 years younger than you." she complains and he laughs a little bit at her. "but you still call me mr.de luca. i told you you call me marco." she sucked her teeth and hit him with a "whatever, go to bed. i'll be there at 10, i have some errands to run for my dad before i come in."

"oh i remember, tell him i said hi, y/n." she smiles at the way her genuinely changed his tone, talking about her father. he was quite fond of him. "i will, marco. good night." she sits down and he says his goodnight and they hang up. "welp, vix, it's your turn to go to bed." she says, the small green eyed cat struts her way to her bed and elegantly lays down, knocking out immediately.

this gives y/n the chance to have a nice, warm and well deserved shower, after she eats though. she takes out the left overs from the f/f marco brought in the other night. as soon as she puts it in the microwave, she makes sure to cover the bowl and then she jogs to change into something comfortable.  she takes out the 20 that was in her pocket and takes her fitted jeans off easily.

she then takes off the fitted shirt she was wearing to reveal a black bra that was soon to come off as well. after taking them all off, she grabbed a loose cropped shirt she had and a pair of baggy sweats. she then took her made sur her hair was in perfect condition to go to sleep in. afterwards, she takes her silk bonnet and throws it on.

back in the kitchen, she checks her food and puts it back in for a good two minutes. during the wait she decides to flip through the channels and see if something good was on. finally she settled on a old movie she hasn't seen in a while. this is what her life really consisted of. literally nothing. she lived a normal life to say the least. as she continued her dinner and movie, she went on to take her shower.

she made sure she washed her makeup off completely, brush her teeth and put herself to sleep comfortably.

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