𝕄𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕤 - 𝔸𝕔𝕥 𝟚

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11-year-old [Y/n] had just found out that his 14-year-old brother works at Carl Jr

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11-year-old [Y/n] had just found out that his 14-year-old brother works at Carl Jr. The child liked to grab the same thing every time the family were in drive thru.

Jeff pulled up to the speaker, placing the young [Y/n] on his lap.

"Welcome to Carl's Jr. What may I get you?"

"YURRRRR!"

[Y/n] shouts happily as he leans out the window, Jeff holding his waist. Miles sighed.

"Ohhhh... my goosh... 12.78."

This made the 11 year old pause, looking at the speaker.

"Wait what happened?"

"12.78."

"I didn't even order yet big bro!"

"12.78. Pull. to. the window."

".... Wh- uh- lemme get uh- double-"

"YES! YES! YES! The double western bacon cheeseburger, extra barbecue sauce with 3 tenders, 2 ranch and 2 barbecue sauces! WHY YOU PLAYIN [Y/N] [MIDDLE NAME] [LAST NAME]?!!"

Jeff held in a cackle as [Y/n] blinked at the speaker.

"Damn Miley... how you know it was me?"

"You're the only kid that come to my drive thru saying, YURRR at 2:55pm! And everyone's freaking out cause Dad's in his police car!"

Jeff thumped his feet onto the bottom of the car, trying to hold in his cackle. [Y/n] scratched his cheek.

"Ay, ay, you good Miley, you need a raise!"

"But- uh- let me get that uh- ... and a chocolate shake. Yeah! Lemme get a chocolate shake! You know what chocolate shake is? Since you know everything? Yeah- lemme- lemme-"

"[Y/N] GET DAD'S ASS TO THIS WINDOW AND STOP PLAYIN WITH ME, I JUST CLOCKED IN! AND YOU LACTOSE INTOLERANT! YOU DON'T DRINK MILK!"

Miles could hear his dad cackling in the car through the speaker. He stood by the window, pinching his nose in frustration.

"12.78! PULL UP TO THIS WINDOW! DAMN!"

"You good Miley, you good!"

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