Helluva love

Fifty two

"How the fuck did they mange to get onion rings? I didn't ask for onion rings!" Blitz yells with a mix of anger and confusion.

"Well Blitz it was simply a mistake." Stolas replies, giving the workers the benefit of the doubt.

"What if I was allergic?!" Blitz asks with a blank stare.

"I... Well shit. Are you?" Stolas asks with a panicked tone. Pausing for response.

"No he's not." Loona replies for him, as she sits down with the remainder of the food for the table.

Stolas' eyes light up at the sight of his hamburger, as he pleasantly takes it into his hands and takes a bite of it.

Immediately spitting it out claiming, "The f-... what? Why?"

"Yeahhh, welcome to fast food."

"How can people eat this?!" Stolas asks in a shocked tone.

"Some people live off of shit like this." Blitz replies.

Stolas, with a look of utter fear claims, "How? What torturous things must these people have done to deserve to be punished like this?"

"Well some people like this stuff other people just don't want to cook. I think? I don't know, okay." Blitz answers with a pause.

"You think the poor people who work here get paid enough for the job they do?" Octavia asks, breaking her silence.

"Well I doubt it. This place is worse than... Well ya know." Blitz answers.

"I want to meet the king of this royal hellhole this instant. We have much to discuss on the improvement and innovations of this location!" Stolas demands at the counter.

This catches Blitz's attention as he didn't even know Stolas got up from the table.

Blitz runs over to the counter and hears the worker claim, "You mean the manager?"

"What's up?" The manager asks as they walk up to the counter opposite of Stolas.

"I want to have a talk with you sir. My name is Stolas, what's yours?"

"Dan. What's the talk about? Come with me, walk and talk." Dan demands as he allows Stolas to go behind the counter. "Who the fuck names their kid Stolas?" Dan asks one of his employees as he walks into the back with Stolas.

Blitz returns to the table and claims, "Via. Your father is talking with the manger I swear to fuck if he's a fucking Karen im gonna break this whole thing off."

"Very funny." Octavia replies with a smile.

"Anyways... Shouldn't you keep an eye on your soon to be husband?" Loona asks as she tilts her head to see Stolas talking with the manger, his hands moving up and down very dramatically. Almost as if he was trying to play charades.

"He seems fine, he can handle himself." Blitz answers with a soft smile.

"I DON'T GET HOW YOU CAN RUN AN EMPIRE LIKE THIS! I-I MEAN LOOK! LOOK AT THE FLOOR! LOOK AT THE EQUIPMENT! I MEAN... LOOK AT THE FUCKING CEILING HOW DO YOU EVEN GET THAT SHIT UP THERE! " Stolas yells, clearly very upset, and slightly disturbed by the working conditions of the Burger King.

"Shit." Blitz whispers to himself as he jumps over the counter and pulls Stolas back.

"Chill the fuck out!" Blitz demands as Stolas looks up at him with tired eyes.

"I am so sorry." Stolas answers as he dusts himself off and regains his composer. "I would like it if you would clean this place up. It would have a great boost in efficiency of your workers and morality of the customers within the establishment." Stolas claims.