Raelyn's world is black and white. Shades of gray and dark shadows lurking in her dreams. She only ever sees the color blue. Blue in the eyes of her sick little brother. Blue in her own eyes staring back at her from the mirror. Blue in the sadness o...
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The late night rush at Jasper's Diner is finally winding down, after the drunks had their fill of cravings and coffee to sober up, and the lonely souls who just sat at their table for one. Rae relates to those souls, for her house is nearly always empty; she's always alone when her mother's at work, and even when she's not, she sleeps away her exhaustion. It takes a major toll on Rae once in a while, although she tries to keep it to herself, her loneliness does come out to scream at people for some desperate company. Which is why she is either spending most of her time visiting Ronan or out snapping photos. Besides Kari, Rae never has people visit her a while she's working until her coworker, Liz, informs her without actually informing her.
"Oh my god." Liz says breathlessly.
"What? Did Steven forget to turn off the kettle again so water spills and the smoke alarm goes off?" Rae questions flatly, flipping through the recites from the evening.
Liz snaps back to herself, shoving lightly at Rae's shoulder. "That happened once and no. That guy from earlier, the one flirting with you, came back and has been making heart eyes at you for a good twenty minutes, but you haven't noticed." Rae just shakes her head and ignores her until she speaks again after a long pause. After another costumer comes through the door and sits down at the counter.
"Oh, and Louis Tomlinson is here. D'you mind taking his order, babes?"
Rae looks up from her task, straight into the blue eyes of Louis. His smile bright and eyes a little tired around the edges. The Vans hoodie he is wearing looks a size too big, and there's a blue beanie atop his head pushing down his fringe over his forehead. Rae can't see over the counter but assumes he's wearing joggers of some sort because why would be at a diner at three in the morning and not snuggled up in his bed.
She stares blankly at him before her brain catches up with her mouth. "Are you mental?"
"Hi to you, too. Yes, my night was great. Thanks for asking." Louis says sarcastically.
"Right, yes hi. What are you doing here?" She looks around for any signs of the other boys or security. "Alone for that matter."
Louis just shrugs, reaching over to grab a menu held in the metal rack. Liz, who had been casually leaning back against the opposite counter, rolls her eyes.
"I swear," She mutters, before pushing herself up. "I'm, Liz," she directs towards Louis, who waves. "Big fan, nice to meet you. I'm taking my brake, Rae. Don't forget-" Liz cuts off her sentence with a nod towards the guy at the table, then spins toward the kitchen, disappearing through the doors.
"I'll be right back." Rae informs Louis, whose eyes are not actually reading the menu, but staring at the same soup options. Rae grabs the coffee pot on the way over to the table, watching as the guys smiles when he sees her.
"Second time you've waited on me." He states, all teeth in his smile. With blonde hair and brown eyes that glint beneath the warm lights of the diner. "I'm all flattered."
