When you walk in the dinner is CHAOS. Over flipped chairs, skittish hosts and hostesses cleaning the tables, servers bumping into each other with pots of water. This place is looking cleaner than it's ever been.
Your boss comes up to you immediately, "(Y/N)! You've made it. You're one of the quickest on their feet, we need you handling every one of the 'customers' needs." The middle aged lady puts up air quote's.
"Ummmm... Why did you-"
Ahbababa! No talking! Go get changed, and I hope you still have that shiny lowcut! It should serve well tonight." She stops, then puts her hand to her mouth, "Look at me! Making jokes! How silly! Run along now, chop chop!" She shoos you then puts her hands to her mouth, "We open in 30 minutes!" Which sends the dinner into an even more hurried panic.
As you walk into the kitchen you see it's in even more of a mess. Nervous cooks and frantic line cooks. Sasha is so focused on beating the deep-frying batter that she bumps someone, making them spill the oil over the edge of the frier. You calmly avoid everyone and make your way to the back where employees store their belongings. You grab your clothes, along with a simple eyeshadow pallet and bring them to the employees bathroom. Slipping into your clothes and padding your bra, you make sure you maximize your already minimal cleavage, then do some easy dark eye shadow. This is dinner and bar, it's aloud. Especially if you want tips.
After finishing you head back to your bag and grab some mascara out. Realizing you grabbed a coloured one made you chuckle, but as you feel around for your black one you panic. "IT'S NOT HERE!?" you yell. The owner runs in.
"What are you missing?" You look her dead in the eyes and say.
"I only have a dark red mascara."
"It's a colour pop!" The owner says.
"I HAVE NOTHING RED TO TIE IT IN!"
"WELL YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT BECAUSE WE JUST OPENED." the owner says back with frantic yelling. So, you unscrew and pop the wand out, swiping up your lashes. Closing it and throwing the tube into your bag you walk out into the dinner and ask behind the bar who doesn't have a server, they point and you start your night.
After several tables, several drinks served, and multiple truckers asking if you were a hooker, you sit behind the bar with Jim. "Any clue when the special is going to show up Jim?"
"I think now, a big ole limozine jus' pulled up 'ight ou'side der." He points while polishing a glass. You stand and walk towards the large table that was made and give it some final dustings.
Then the doors open and everything stood still in the dinner.
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How To Guide For Dating A Villain! (Black Hat x Reader)
Fanfiction(Black Hat x Reader) Due to odd circumstances, you become the hired help at the Black Hat mansion. But you also happen to be in a relationship with your boss... Oh well! Might as well make a funny web series of it right?
