OPEN LATE ;; PENGUIN

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This time, when he came in at 1 am, with no one else in the place, I didn't bother to look him in the eye. He stood in front of me, staring at me through a small, empty window in between the kitchen and the dining part of the restaurant.

" Coffee? Please? " I poured the coffee, and gave it to him without another word. " Thank you... " I nodded. He took a sip then proceeded to speak again. " I really, need you to work at my club... "

" And why's that so you can stare at my breasts for 7 hours a day instead of just 1? "

" The spot for you was forcefully opened up. " I was disturbed. I looked up and made eye contact with him.

" You didn't kill-- "

" I did. I really want to be seeing you more often. "

" I said no, Oswald. Find someone else. "

" But you would be, literally, perfect. "

" And why do you say that? " he laughed.

" You're an insomniac. It's during the day. And it can be a very exhausting job. You'll get tired enough to sleep. "

" ...That's not how it works. "

" Well than, enlighten me, would you? " I sighed, looking at him and tucking a strand of hair behind me ear, just like I did the day I met him. He took another sip of his coffee.

" I work the night shift so I can sleep during the day, if I can manage it. The longest I've ever stayed up was a week. "

" Well damn. "

" Yeah, I know. " I replied, pouring myself a cup of coffee as I finished off the dishes. I sat down in a booth. " I don't stay up that late anymore, thank god. But I work the night shift so I can get my mind off it. "

" Oh. Well I can...still help you. " he this time, for the first time I had ever seen it, looked genuinely concerned for someone else's health. For my health. He sat down on the other side of the booth.

" Hmm? "

" If you like...need someone...to... "

" I'm not like that. "

" Well not sex necessarily. " he laughed as I almost choked on my coffee. He then continued. " I mean, I am serious. " he placed his hand on top of mine. " I am very interested in you. "

" You're interested in me working for you. " I replied getting up and walking to the kitchen.

" Yeah! So I could see you more often! "

" Not going to happen, bird brain. See you tomorrow. " I was no longer listening. And he knew that for a fact.