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"Here we go again"
Another day in my personal hell, but whats worse is the fact that now I am a suspect in the murder of Sasha smith. My mind still can't wrap around the fact that she is dead, I mean how can someone just die in just five minutes? Unless she was choking, but that doesn't explain slash around her neck. As I am still in my thoughts about this whole situation i finally make it work, I head straight to the back to put my stuff in my locker and my apron on. I let out a huge exhale before making my way to the front to take orders, I keep telling my myself that this is just a regular day nothing else.
Making my way to the front I notice there is no one to take orders for, its a ghost town and im not the only one who thinks so.
"Well this is great, Sasha smith isn't the only one dead around here" Faye says approaching the counter with a sigh.
Me and lily both share glances and roll are eyes at Faye's attempt at a very horrible joke.
"Don't you think its too soon to make dead people jokes" Lily says, placing her hand over her head.
Faye turns her head to lily with her hand on her waist " Is it really?" She says with a fake pout.
I roll my eyes not ready to deal with this at all today, but this is a pretty regular day for us at the diner.
Daniel comes from the kitchen and brings lily some cold water for her most likely headache, and places it next to her. He stands with us at the counter while zane is probably in the back reading a book or something.
"we can't just stand around here all day, do something" Faye was never the type of girl to relax, she always needed to be doing something whether it was a guy or cheerleading practice. And sadly we have to pay for it sense we are neither, well except for Daniel and Zane but very slim chances they will ever get together and I mean very slim.
"What would you have us do? I mean who would want to eat here after what happened" I say with honesty, really who would? Its not the best image that one of the most richest family members died right outside of the diner. Its like if tom cruise came in and tripped and broke his ankle, he wouldn't get blamed cause of his money but we would.
Faye started to pace back and forth " Anything! Post something on instagram or snapchat" she says giving us ideas.
lily finally picked up her head and turned it to pick up the water, she took a couple of sips than set back down and thanked Daniel with a paper thin smile. He gave the same gesture back.
Lily lets out a sigh " What would you have us post?" she questions.
" Oh I have one, "we promise that are staff didn't murder anyone so come on down for some famous clam chowder"" I say with a fake big smile.
