Need help in your miserable life?

well good morning

I groan as I peal my face from the pillow, that was cramped up and smushed between me and the bed.
I blink a few times and reach for my phone that was laying on my bedside table.
8:32
With another groan I plump back onto my pillow and close my eyes again. I slept... Good. A little too good. In fact, I slept through the night, without waking up once.
I took a deep breath and got up, throwing the sheets away from me a d slipping into my indoor shoes. I grabbed my phone and stood up, walking to the door and opening it.

With heavy steps I walked to the kitchen and turned on the coffee machine.
In the corner of my eye I saw something move. I looked at it and paused. My vision was too blurry to make out who it was.
With heavy eyes and a raspy voice I asked
"Who tf are you?"
The figure turned it's head, and answered after a few seconds
"Your new best friend? Duh?"
I yawned and rubbed my eyes
"I don't have any"
"Ouch? Did you hit your head or something?"
I thought for a second and I mentally facepalmed myself. Right, the creepy guy
"Oh, right. The weird guy"
Jester gasped and put a hand to his heart
"Now is that any way to talk to your super handsome best friend forever and ever? I'm disappointed, sweet face"
I turned around and focused on my coffee.
Jester got up and walked over to the kitchen counter, resting his head on his hands and looking at me. I added sugar and cream to my coffee and took a sip.
With a yawn I turned around and leaned on my Kitchen workplace.
"So, how was your sleep? Did you dream of me?"
Jester asked while chuckling lightly.
I shrugged and took another sip. Jester groaned and hit his head on the counter
"Come oooonnn darling! Talk to me please! I need attention"
I rolled my eyes
"I dreamed of my job. And I realized I fucking hate it. I don't wanna be a secretary for the rest of my boring life. I hate my boss, I hate my colleagues and ugh, the stupid paperwork, I wish I could-"
Jester chuckled and looked at me
"You know sweet face... I can help you? Just say the word. I'm willing to help you out" he leaned over the kitchen counter and his grin got wider
"Just say the word honey"
I could practically feel his eyes piece through me, and it made me shiver. It felt almost as if he was hungry for it.
"Use the deal, y/n"
I blinked and took another sip from my coffee.
Yeah ok he looked a little intimidating like this, but how bad could it be?
"Ok clown boy, how exactly would you help me?"
There had to be a catch.
"Well, first I'd help you quitting your old lame job and then I'd pull some strings so you'll get a newer, cooler job"
That sounded good. A little too good....
"And what kind of job? If it's a hooker thing, I don't want it"
"No no no!"
Jester shook his head and held up his hands in a defensive way
"No hooker, got it"
I raised an eyebrow and took another sip from my coffee.
Finally I placed it down and took a breath. How bad could it be?
"Alright you weird clown. Let's do this"
He gasped and jumped over the kitchen counter, and took 3 steps in my direction, making me back up as much as I could
"YOU MEAN IT?!"
"Uh... Yeah?"
Jester jumped a little and laughed while folding his hands together
"Alright let's do it, no more lame office work"
He clapped his hand together. It wasn't loud due to his gloves, but it still kind of send an echo through my apartment
"Hm, let's see... What would be the perfect job for a beautiful being like you"
He paused for a second but the. Gasped and clapped his hands again.
After that he pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket. After he handed it to me I looked at it and my heart sank. There's no way he Just did that
"You like it?"
I looked up at him with a surprised face
"Jester... I can't take that kind of job"
"But why? The boss is really nice and the other employees are really cool"
"Jester... No"
"But... Darling"
"I will not work at Hooters."

Jester laughed a little and gently took my wrist into his hand
"But you'd look good on that uniform"
"I don't care, it's degrading"
"I'd still be there to watch over you, so nobody would lay a hand on you"
"I feel so much safer now. Jester, I will noot work at Hooters."
"It pays $30 per hour"
I paused. That was a lot of money. But I know my worth. Nothing this little can make me work at fucking Hooters.
"I know my worth. No-"
"You get free food there"
"Let's go, when does my shift start?"
Jester laughed and threw his head back. It was a little...
"THAT'S WHAT IT TOOK?!" He said while placing his hands on my shoulders
"Food?!"
He laughed again
"I thought the money would get you, like it does with all those others"
He put a hand on my chin and tilted it up, coming closer. The heat went into my face and a small sound of protest escaped my lips
"You really are interesting, doll. It'll be so fun helping you"