Rooming With Clark Kent

Chapter 1

I sigh as I move onto the next table and spray it down.

I glance at the clock, 3:00pm.

"Great, almost time to leave." I whisper some motivational words to myself while I walk back towards the kitchen to get more orders.

I hand an old couple their meals when the familiar chime rings in my ears.

I turn to look at the door and see a tall, quite handsome man walk in.

We make eye contact for a few seconds before I softly smile and walk towards him to lead him to a table.

"Hi, table for one?" I ask, taking in his well-defined features.
Soft, brown, curly hair. Brown eyes.
Gosh, he's beautiful.

Is he a model?

He clears his throat and sends me a small smile.

"Yes, table for one."

I realize that I've been staring for an uncomfortably long time and I feel my heart start to beat faster out of embarrassment and, other things.

I quickly apologize and grab a menu before leading him to an empty table and handing it to him.

"Do you need a minute to decide?", he examines the menu like it's a SAT paper.

"Ah- yes please."

I nod before going to wait on my favourite barstool.

He has a good sense of style. A brown leather jacket, nice black shoes, dark denim jeans.

I've never seen him here before.

He looks at the menu for a few seconds before picking his head up and looking around.

I smile to myself and he snaps his head in my direction and waves a hand, motioning for me to come over.

He'll probably order a cheeseburger.

I enjoy predicting the orders of customers, it's a fun game I made up to make this painfully boring job somewhat entertaining.

"I'll have a cheeseburger meal with a cola, please."

I can help a smile from creeping up onto my face.

A confused expression appears on his face.

"Did I say something funny?" , he cocks his brow with a cheeky smile.

"No, you're just very predictable."

"Am I?"

"You are." We lock eyes and smile.

I force myself to look away when I hear the old couple call for refills.

"You're order will be ready in 15 minutes, sir."

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I place the plate on the table and set his drink down next to it.

"Is there anything else that you need sir?"

"Yeah, are you busy now?"

"No, I'm on my break."

"Would you mind spending it with me? I just moved here and I have some questions as to where everything is."

Ah, there it is.

"Yeah sure." I wouldn't mind listening to him talk for a while.

A relieved smile washes over his face.

I slide into the booth opposite him.

"Do you know any motels in the area?
I just need to find somewhere to stay while I look for a new place."

Ding ding ding

"I actually have a spare room in my apartment, I've been meaning to look for a roommate but you can stay for a while if you'd like."

Well talk about perfect timing.
I definitely wouldn't mind rooming with him.

He hesitates for a moment.

"Are you sure you're ok with a random man staying with you?" He questions with a raised eyebrow.

I snicker.

"Well, as long as you don't plan on murdering me or anything."

He looks offended.
"I can assure you that I have no intentions of harming you in any way."

"Thanks for confirming that."

I look down and notice that his plate has already been cleaned. He must have been hungry.

"Would you mind waiting until I finish my shift? It ends in half an hour."

"Sure." He gives me a small smile.

I get up and pause to look back at him.

"I didnt get your name?"

He grins before speaking, "Clark. Clark Kent. I didn't get yours either."

Clark, I like it.

"Y/n y/l/n"

"You have a beautiful name."

I blush and nod before walking over to the kitchen.

I sit down and try to calm myself.
After 25 minutes of daydreaming and waiting for more customers my manager, Amanda, walks out of her office.

"Imaan, I doubt anyone's going to come now. There's a big storm approaching too, you should head home early."

I run up to her and embrace her in a hug.

I've always been close with her, I've worked here for 2 years and she treats her employees like her kids.

She scans the restaurant and stops at Clark.

"Who's that?"

"He came in today and he's looking for a place to stay for a bit, I'm letting him room with me for a while."

"Imaan!" She scolds and slaps my shoulder.

"You shouldn't let random men stay with you. He looks cute I'll give him that,but please be careful."

"Ok I will, don't worry Amanda."

She sighs before patting my head aggressively and pushing me towards the backrooms so I can get changed.

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I'm bored so I'm just going to be writing this in my free time

Ok bye
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