𝐎𝐍𝐄 . You Work Here?

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FRIEND OF A FRIEND . . . !
gojo x f!reader fic

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( 0.1 | YOU WORK HERE? )

"Satoru."

The sudden voice came from behind Satoru Gojo, who was abruptly caught off guard.

He turned around, his eyes widening as he locked eyes with his best friend, Suguru Geto.

"Suguru..." He responded faintly.

Gojo paused and slowly slipped his headphones down to his neck. A frown was shown on Getos face, which made him feel uneasy.

"What the hell were you thinking...?" Geto shook his head in disapproval.

Awkwardly scratching the side of his cheek, Gojo let out a forced chuckle. "I was uh-"

BONK!

"Ow- the hell?" He yelped.

Geto lifted his hand from Gojo's skull. "That's what you get for disappearing for three months."

Gojo pouted, rubbing the spot Geto had struck with his palm. As the two stopped to take in the tense atmosphere, a sudden crack in their laughter erupted.

"Haha... I guess I should take some time to explain myself." Gojo laughed, wiping away a tear of joy.



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     "Y/N, watch my section, would 'ya?" A needy coworker called out. They then slipped out the back door with a cigarette in hand.

"What the hell—? I'm on break you asshole." Y/N L/N shouted back, clenching an irritated fist in the air.

Her mouth was hung in disbelief as the door was slammed shut in her face. A vein popped out from Y/N's forehead, holding herself back from banging her skull on the nearest wall.

Y/N grabbed a hold of a mop with the plan to tidy up a bit while the restaurant was still moving slow.

"Stupid ass restaurant... stupid ass coworkers..." She mumbled underneath her breath.

It was only a little past noon, but Y/N was already exhausted to an extent. She still had another shift to fulfill at night once the restaurant closed.

Sure, Y/N felt upset that she wasn't able to spend her weekend with her friends, but she did what she had to do in order to support herself financially — even if that meant overloading her schedule with... too many jobs to count.

As she stumbled out from the kitchen, she noticed how empty the restaurant truly was. The only customers were a lovely old couple and two men that were — to be frank — quite chatty.

In the middle of their conversation, one of them was struck with astonishment, which caused a cup of water to clatter on the floor.

"What do you mean, Satoru???"

Y/N rolled her eyes and dragged the mop alongside her. Her eyes stayed glued on the spill as she cleaned up the mess.

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