restaurant review

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also is it just me but i LOVE the fact that theyre french i literally say their names w a french accent 24/7, people be debating if rodys name is pronounced row-dy (duhh) or raw-dy (criminal ahh pronunciation) but practically its more like rghody. Rhgodie e Vansohn kinda ong i love them smsmsmsnmsns<333
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oneshots aint too long lmk if yall need a part two or sum

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(critic pov/you)

Last time, La Guelue De Saturne hasnt left you the best impression, especially about the staff. You wrote down in your previous review notes and complaints about the waiter who seemed unprofessional and clumsy.

You decided to give the restaurant another chance hoping the staff changed and expecting better service as you heard a lot of good reviews about the food and staff in the past from other critics.

When you come in, the same friendly waiter with messy brown-redish hair rapidly seats you at a clean white table and lets you decide what you'll have while going to serve other patrons.

You take a look at the menu and settle for an appetizer.

(idk why they really thinking like oohh what do i wanna eat? like bitch you literally do not have a choice its a strict menu you have ONE option what got you thinking sm? your life decisions? does the restaurant make you regret your existence? bet so)

The waiter approaches you with a lovely smile and asks for your order. You tell him an appetizer and he quickly puts it in. You see him roaming around from table to table hurrying to serve all the customers and occasionally to the kitchen to take the trash out.

Later in the day youre now the only customer left and he has finished cleaning the tables and serving you the dessert. After you finish taking your notes you noticed the waiter has went in the kitchen a while ago so you discreetly follow, hoping to find Chef Charbonneau's office and talk to him about his hiring process and the staff.

Without knocking, you enter his office as its unlocked and drop your notebook along with your jaw at the awkward sight.

The waiter is sitting in Vincent's chair, having him on his lap and making out with him like theres no tomorrow. Theyre shifting their hands from place to place on the other's body. Running their fingers through each others hair, Rody gently squeezing the chef's hips and Vince caressing his neck. Forming a sloppy makeout with their tongues and biting each others lips lightly.

At the sound of the opening door the two lovesick homosexuals panic and eventually the chair falls on its back along with the both of them.

Rody remains down with his heart pounding while Vincent gets up quickly and looks at you in shock. He awkwardly smiles at you while he takes you out of the office.

(he gon get the Manon treatment)

The day ended and all the cooks went home, as you remain with the chef awkwardly staring at each other in the kitchen.

You: "Chef Charbonneau?.. "

vincent doesn't reply instantly.

Instead he is searching for something in his pocket.

"May i talk with you about the waiter? "
you continue.

Vince looks at you curiously.

V: "Yes, is there anything wrong? "

(you: "according to the sounds coming out of your freezer hes the best waiter i ever encountered and must get a raise")

You: " Well, as i stated in my previous review he seems quite unprofessional and clumsy.. "

thats all Vince needed to hear.

He takes a weird key out of his pocket and heads to the freezer, opening it and going inside, leaving you there to wait for a quick second.

Now you dont dare to follow him but the light blue weak light coming out of the room and reflecting onto the counter leaves you with a strage feeling.

Rody is peeking through the open door with a terrified look in his eyes, knowing what's about to come, which leaves you scared and unsure.

The chef comes back with a swirled butchering tool and a alarming terrifying look in his eyes like a maniac.

You try to leave but he grabs you and stabs your shoulder with the sharp utensil.
Blood spilling everywhere on the kitchen floor and the sharp pain penetrates each and every single one of your bones. Your ears are ringing loudly and your body is boiling, your head feels like a ticking bomb and you feel paralysed.

You let out a blood-curdling screech as he drags you into the cold souless freezer, with no remorse whatsoever and you loose your consciousness later on.

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now we know why la Guelue de Saturne doesn't have bad reviews

welp yall knoe what happens after

anyway hoped you liked it new oneshots coming soon :3

wc: 820, pretty short ikik but oh well.


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