Obscure » Jimmy Darling

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1952
Jupiter, Florida

                Emilia woke me up early to go to her workplace, a Diner to which she owned. We both agreed that I would work with her as a way of helping each other out with our problems. We both wore the same black uniform, much like the one she wore last night when she picked me up. Only difference was the name tags and the apron. It wasn't an easy job, I'd give her that. There was only her as both cashier and waitress, and Vincent Gin as the chef.

             I was leaning on the counter when the bell on the door rang, indicating that a customer had entered. I didn't look up from the milkshake I had in front of me until I heard a cough in front of me. I lifted my gaze, meeting eyes as dark as my own. "Good morning, sir. Welcome to Fray's Diner. What can I get you?" I greeted the man as politely as possible. He was rather tall, and though he wore a leather jacket over his plain white shirt, it was evident that he was rather muscular. The edges of his lips curled into a charming smile as he leaned on the counter with on elbow. "Yes, how about a strawberry milkshake and a-" He glanced down onto my name tag before smirking back up at me. "Rose to go." He ended. I frowned, trying to hide the blush that crept up to my cheeks. I was easily flustered, even when the man who spoke to me wasn't someone I found quite attractive, I'd still feel flustered. This man though, I'd be lying if I said he wasn't attractive.