♥__ So basically, you met Bob while you were at Boys & Grills, (the place he's employed at) after a long day of work. You two started talking while you were waiting for your food to be ready, you took a liking to him, and you guys exchanged numbers...
I DECIDED TO SPELL SOME WORDS DIFFERENT SO YOU CAN KINDA PICTURE BOB SAYING IT BTW
Today, work sucked.. I don't feel like going to the grocery store and then making something for dinner.. Wait- I could just go to Boys & Grills... I'm pretty sure they're open. And, my friend Jeremy works there. So, I guess it'll be a win win kind of situation.. (once y/n got there) "Yo! Y/N! What's up dude!!" Jeremy said to me. "Hey man." I replied, high-fiving him, my attention then being drawn to the guy running the cashier. He was kinda cute.. "Y/N?~ You seem to have focused your attention to my co-worker.. Haven't ya?" Jeremy said, elbowing me in my arm. "Uh- No.. He's ugly anyw-" I attempted to say, before being cut off by Jeremy. "BOB! COME HERE!" He shouted, drawing his co-worker's attention. "What the hell do ya' want?" 'Bob' asked. "My friend here, thinks you're cute." Jeremy said, I froze up. What the hell. Jeremy must have a death wish or some sh-t. "Ya' don't say.." Bob replied, his arms folded and still glaring daggers at Jeremy. His eyes then moved over to me, his expression lightened. "Uh- Hi!.." I said, doing a little wave with my hand. "Hey. You must be my dumbass co-worker's friend he always talks about.." Bob said to me, shock filled my entire body. Jeremy always talks about me?? Weird.. But okay.. "Yea.. I guess I am?.." I said, hands in my pockets, looking up at him. "You're real cute.." Bob said to me, he was crouched down to my height. He thought I was cute?! "Thank you.." I said, taking his work hat and putting it on. I felt so short compared to him.. "Aw, thank you for running my shift for me.." Bob replied, teasingly. I wanted to punch him. "I ain't running your shift big boy.. You're gonna run your own shift.." I said, putting his hat back on his head and moving a tiny bit of hair out of his face. "You guys are so dumb." Jeremy said, laughing a bit. "Anyway, I've gotta go run the register.." Bob said, walking back over to the cashier. "Okay, Y/N~ How about you go order?~ You know.." Jeremy said, pushing me with full force towards the cashier. "Hello! How may I help y-" Bob said, before seeing me. "UHM. HI!!" I said, my face turning red, from embarassment. "Hey sweet thing.. What'cha here for?" Bob said, resting on the counter.
HE LOOKS LIKE THIS RN BTW (IGNORE WHAT HIS HAT SAYS PLZ):
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"Yea.. Hey.. Again.. Uh.. Could I order something?" I say, fidgeting with my hands. "Yea. Gimme a minute.. Alright. Go on." He replied, holding a small notepad and pen in his hands. (you order) "So.. Uh.." I tried to say while I was waiting. I couldn't sit down due to how many people were there. "Yo, Bob, Y/N, what are you guys talking about?" Jeremy asked, walking over from the back and standing next to Bob. "Oh, nothin'." Bob said, still leaning on the counter. "Huh?.. Who's calling me?" I said, grabbing my phone from my pocket. "Oh lord.." I said, looking at the phone number, and realizing it was my ex (e/n).. I hate them.. "Who is it?" Jeremy asked, leaning over the counter to look at my phone. "It's (e/n).." I say, not wanting to answer. "Let me answer.. I'll give me that b4st4rd a piece of my mind.." Jeremy said, reaching for my phone. "Damn, wish I had some popcorn for this." Bob said, laughing. "Hey, you son of a b!tch, quit calling their damn number or I'll kick your a$$." Jeremy said, then hanging up on the number. "Thank you.." I said, leaning back on the counter. "Here's your food shorty." Bob said, handing me the bag. "Thank you." I say, but before I could walk away, I was stopped by Bob. "Wait, wait, wait, wait.. Uh- Could I get yer' number?" He asked, holding my wrist tightly. "Uh, sure!" I say, grabbing a pen from my pocket and then grabbing his hand and writing down my number. "Bye Jeremy!" I say, walking out of the front doors. I can't believe I just gave my number to Bob.. Maybe we could start hanging out together.. (once they got home) -their phone starts ringing- "Oh! Maybe it's Bob." I say, answering my phone.
