Waiter in Hiding

Job Search

I wake up in another room and I realize that I was in the guest bedroom, my back hurt from sleeping on the wooden floor. But, I didn't complain. 

I walk into the kitchen to find him making breakfast already. 

What time does this dude wake up? What are you an owl? Are you nocturnal? 

"I can make my own breakfast too you know," I perk up. 

"I know you can, but I like to cook, " he slightly paused, and continued, "so leave to me." 

I sighed, and continued as if I was uninterrupted, "Since I'm living the least I could do is cook."

"This is my house I make the rules."

"So one of the rules is to walk around shirtless," I question amusingly. 

"Pretty much," he turns around, "That's a rule you're not following. You broke the rules."

I blush, "That's why my rebel status is equal to a 100."

He smirks amusingly, "Nice answer, but still you broke the rules."

"I'm not walking around the house shirtless."

"It is so comfortable trust me."

"Sure it is," I say with a smirk of my own.

"Try it," he smirks back.

"I'm good thanks."

He laughs, "Until you find a job you are going to have to follow my rules."

"I'm going job hunting today." 

"Want me to drive you?" 

My eyes widen, "What happened to my car?" 

He laughs louder, "You realize that now, I got a few of my boys to fix your car,and fill the tank up it's in the garage," pausing dramatically he says, "You owe me $40." 

I groan, and he abruptly yells, "Sandwich coming your way at 2 o clock." A sandwich gets thrown my way and I start to fumble back when it lands right on my lap. "And TOUCHDOWN!!" He yells. 

I laugh and yell along with him, "EPIC TOUCHDOWN!!"

He laughs along and screams, "ONLY THE BEST!!!"

"THE BEST OF THE BEST!"

He laughs and yells, "THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST!!" 

I keep going the, "THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST!!"

"THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST OF BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST OF BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST--" he gets cut of by me and I yell along with him. "THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST OF BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST OF BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST." 

This goes on for a few more minutes and I then we end up in a fit of giggles. After shoving down the sandwich, he starts to clean up and faint traces of his smile, stay on his face. "I'm going to get ready to go job hunting." 

"Okay, are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"

"I'm sure." I think.

He nods and says, "Call me if you need anything," he hands me my phone and I look taken back. 

"You stole my phone??"

"I prefer I got your phone."

I groan and head upstairs to take a shower and realize that there are only men's soaps. I yell from the top of the stairway, "Thomas!!!"