I rushed around like a bumble bee busy with the bustle of the malt shop, listening to the Christmas music playing gently mixed with people cluttering cutlery and crockery as well as the bell often tolling on the door as people came and went, the snow fluttering sweetly down the sky.
"Thank you so much happy holidays" a lady smiled as she and her family left the table
"Happy holidays" I smiled going to clear their little booth by the window tidying up and adding the five-dollar tip to my little Christmas-themed gingerbread house moneybox, as I started on some more coffee for those at the counter
"Hey uhh, I had a little favour to ask?' a voice spoke up and I looked and saw a guy who had just come in, in some nice shoes that had a dusting of snow on them, some brown suit pants, a little orange t-shirt and a white button-down slipping off his large coat with a fluffy inside as well as a dark red scarf
"You can ask, I don't know what the answer will be but you can ask"
He chuckled a little "I know it's a big ask but could I take a booth?"
"Booths are normally reserved for parties of four or more you have three friends coming?"
"No, I uhh I have a first date. I know it goes against the rules but you think you could let it slide?"
"No problem, take number seven it has a lovely view over the bridge"
"Thank you"
"Your welcome, and hey if they don't look like their picture just order a blue raspberry pancake and I'll get you out of there"
"Thanks, hopefully, I won't need to" he laughed heading over to the booth setting his stuff down and fixing himself up in the reflective side of the napkin dispenser, I made a note about him and went on with my shift luckily the rush was over and things were dying down, I often passed the guy and offered him coffee or tea but he always politely declined and only got more and more nervous as time went on.
Until she arrived.
I saw her walking down the street before she even got into the shop as she pointed her nose high making it the peak of her face, sunglasses that took up almost all of her face, and nails long enough to pick a lock within some little ugg style boots, a pair of tight leggings, a long sleeve white turtle neck with a beige fluffy vest she came in and put her glasses on her head.
"Hi," She sighed offering her hand to him, "Newt?"
"Hi, you must be Olivia." he smiled giving her hand a kiss,
"Yeah."
"It's so nice to meet you, You're just as beautiful as Minho said." he smiled as they sat together, I gave them a while dealing with some other things before I finally went over
"Hi, how are you two doing today?"
"Uhh excuse me, can we get a male waiter." She snapped at me
"Uhh we don't have any male waiters"
"Fine. Whatever" She sighed
"Okay... What can I get started for you, Coffee? Tea? Hot Chocolate?"
"Eehhh just water. In a clean glass." She snapped
"Sure" I nodded
"I'll have a hot chocolate," He smiled
"No problem, whipped cream?"
"Absolutely,"
"Candy cane?"
"Yeah that sounds nice"
"Excellent, I'll be back with those feel to look at the menu for food" I smiled
"Okay we get it bye," she said angrily
So I just headed off and got her water and his hot chocolate and I took them over "Here we are" I smiled setting them down "You ready to order?"
"Uhh ohh my god! Will you stop jumping down our throats? How on earth would anyone be ready to order already it's been two seconds"
"It's been five minutes miss."
"Are you talking back to me you chubby slop girl?"
"That is incredibly rude. She was just asking" He spoke up
"I'm not taking advice from someone who still eats sugar. That thing is like six suggested servings yeah no thank you." She snapped
"I'll give you another minute" I nodded heading away for a moment but before I even got to the counter she clicked her fingers at me
"Hey! Hey! Slop girl! Aren't you going to take my order?"
"Yes Miss" I nodded as I headed back over
"Do you have anything that actually observes serving sizes?"
"Our plates are all designed for one person, unless they are specifically in the sharing or extra large section of the menu"
"So no. Fine. I will take a lobster and a salad"
"Miss... we don't have that on the menu"
"I know I'm not stupid. But I want lobster."
"We don't have lobster here miss... we mostly just make pancakes, fries, burgers that sort of thing"
"Uhhhh clean my table again slop girl there must be carbs all over the table" she complained
"That is really rude, your are being insanely disrespectful. You choose for us to come here " he said
"Maybe I'd be nicer if this slop girl could actually use her brain!" she yelled "Give me a side salad"
"One side salad" I sighed "You sir?"
"I won't be ordering anything I'm sorry," he said "I cannot go through with this I'm sorry"
"Aren't you gonna pay for my food?"
"No."
"Ughhh!" She whined grabbing her stuff and marching out in a huff
"I am so so sorry"
"It's okay, trust me you hear worse in this job" I answered "Could I get you a slice of cranberry pie? Ice cream on the side?"
"Yeah that would be really nice" he smiled
After a while, he came and moved to the counter and we chatted as I worked for a good while doing my best to cheer him up even giving him a free hot chocolate, and after a while he happily paid
"Thanks so much for everything"
"It's no trouble, Happy holidays"
"Happy holidays" he smiled before he headed out, I gathered up his stuff, and found out he had left a hundred-dollar tip and a note 'I'm so sorry about her, and thank you so much for cheering me up. If you like I'd love to take you out for dinner one day your not working X Newt' and then his number I chuckled a little and put it in my pocket so I could text him when I get off my shift.
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Newt one shots Book 3
FanfictionThe Maze Runner / The Scorch Trails / The Death Cure Newt Plaid Thomas Brodie Sangster