"Mum do I really have to go? I just had the most shit week and just want to sleep. Why don't you just take dad with you?" I groan to my mother who's already getting ready for the party. Mum got a new job this year at local restaurant and the owner invited her to this Christmas gathering.
"Because your dad is always doing something embarrassing. Do you remember last time he started singing loudly in the shopping centre. I can't risk him embarrassing me in front of my boss."
She explains from the bathroom.
"Well that's just mean." Das shouts from the living room sipping his beer and watching TV absolutely calmly. Mum has a point though. "Okay so do you really have to have a plus one?" I try one more time. "No I already told Clinton I will bring my daughter. So you better hurry up and get ready." She says not leaving much room for argument.
"Who's Clinton?" I furrow my eyebrows at mum. She throws me the 'seriously' look. "My boss now come on we're going to be late." I sigh with defeat. Fuck me.
I got ready fairly quickly to everyone's surprise. I didn't have much of a choice of what to wear. I don't have a lot of clothes at my parents house most of it is in my own flat. So I just went with some dark brown pants, cream shirt and a jacket. Some rings and necklaces making my look complete.
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We're outside the building it's called Cafe Coco. It looks really nice but the amount of people I see is already making me anxious. We go right in and we are immediately greeted by couple of people. Everyone hugs my mum as they chat a little. "So this is my daughter Y/n. Y/n this is my boss Clinton." She introduces me to this man roughly in his 60s. He looks like a really nice person. "Hi pleasure to meet you." I politely shake his hand. He is the first of many people I am introduced to by my mum. After the 12th person I stopped keeping count.
I excused myself and went to get a drink. I sit at the bar and wait till the bartender notices me. Which is quite quickly because there is only one other person at the bar. "Hi what are we having?" She asks with a raspy voice stunning me a little. Okay that is an attractive woman. "Eehm something sweet a cocktail maybe?" I tell her not really sure what I want. "Okayy" she drags out the word. "What kind of fruit are we talking about? We have oranges, peaches, pinnaples what are you into?" She asks me and squints her eyes adorably.
"What if you just surprised me?" I raise my eyebrows and lace a little bit of innuendo into my voice. I hope she will catch that and hopefully my gaydar works well today.
"With pleasure." She winks and starts working on my cocktail. It took her only a minute and I am served a beautifully looking drink. "Damn that looks great." I compliment her work. "Thank you I hope it will taste even better." She says and I take a sip. "Hmmm. It does taste fucking amazing." I tell her and she laughs. Her voice cracks a little.
"I am Y/n." I introduce myself. She smiles at me and says her name. "I am Florence." What a beautiful name. I look around if someone needs a drink. Nobody does so I start to make some small talk.
"So Florence-" "Flo you can call me Flo. Sorry continue" she interrupts me quickly and then let's me continue. "Okayy. Flo how long have you been bartending?" I ask her genuinely curious.
"I am not a bartender as a profession. This is just help for my dad." She laughs.
"Wait what do you mean you're not a bartender. This is the best drink I've ever had." I say and take another sip of the cocktail.
"Well thank you for your compliments. Actually I am about to have a break, it's my sisters turn. Would you like to go outside it's more quiet and I wanna have a smoke." She asks me and unties her apron.
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YELENA/FLO ONE SHOTS
RomanceSome Yelena and Flo oneshots fluff, angst, smut. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS EVERY MARVEL CHARACTER IS OWN BY MARVEL STUDIOS YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK NOT EVEN IF YOU GIVE CREDITS THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING
