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Chapter 8: That's A Respectably Cute Waitress

Josh and Tyler were on the road all night long. After their announcement on Twitter, the internet basically blew off and now they were on the run. The cops were now after them, despite being called by one reporter as "heroes". They were still wanted, of course, because they had killed two people. It was almost like a good-for-nothing deed. They're purging the world of scum, and in return, they get arrested.

But nobody's going to get to them soon. That is for certain. Tyler bought a motorcycle from a guy with two dragon tattoos last month, and he has been sharing it with Josh for the last few weeks. The two were almost always on the road, finding a different place to stay in every night. But now with their identities revealed to the public eye, it is now even more difficult to hide.

Though as said, the two were on the road, Tyler was the one riding and Josh was carrying all their stuff - including toiletries, snacks, and Tyler's weapon bag, all shoved into another huge bag. It was pretty late at night, almost midnight, and the air temperature has seemed to drop insanely. And it wasn't helping at all that neither boys had a full stomach, they didn't even have the time to eat something before they left.

"You hungry?" Tyler asked, practically yelling.

"Yeah but dude, are you saying that we should stop and eat?" Josh asked back, also shouting.

"Pup, we're in the middle of nowhere," Tyler replied. "And there's this diner that I've been passing by a few times now, they're really friendly. Plus good food, too. The owner's Canadian, actually."

"Yeah... okay." Josh's voice became quiet.

So Tyler pulled up in front of the diner he was talking about, on the left side of the road. It was a classic diner, pretty retro-looking. It probably has existed since the eighties. It was lit bright with neon lights, mainly in a cool color palette, almost blinding in this kind of dark night. Both of them got off the motorcycle, after Tyler securely placed them just by the other cars. They rearranged their stuff first, with Josh keeping the necessities bag while Tyler has his weapon bags - full of knives and dangerous shit in there, before walking inside.

The girl waitress smiled at Tyler as they got in, motioning them both to a table by the window. Tyler seemed pretty comfortable with her, they've probably met before. Tyler did say that he ate here a few times now. She was kind of pretty, too, looked kind of like a mix between Kendall Jenner and Selena Gomez.

"I'll have the usual, Jasmine," Tyler said before he even sat down.

"Got it," The waitress, presumably Jasmine, smiled and said. "And you?" She looked at Josh.

"Uh..." He looked at Tyler, who told Jasmine that he would have the same thing. And when they sat down, Josh asked. "What's the usual?"

"You'll see, it's the most delicious diner food you'll ever find in Ohio." Tyler grinned.

And once the food was brought out, Jasmine had this big held-in laugh, shown as a smile on her pretty face. "Two Tex-Mex Beef Tacos and coffee, for the gentlemen. Tyler, you never told me you were into boys."

"Because I'm not into boys, Jas." Tyler smiled back. "That's Josh."

"Oh, I like people named Josh." Jasmine's eyes sparkled, shooting Josh a look before skipping to the kitchen. He looked at her, with a confusing feeling of admiration and joy, and also anxiety. She was a respectably cute waitress, with sun-kissed skin and wood brown hair, she also had dark brown eyes that gave off a Jenner feel. She also had a small nose piercing on the right side.

"Jasmine's the owner's daughter, she's a pretty girl." Tyler took a bite out of his taco, before glancing up at a terrified Josh. "She's in high school."

Josh was even more terrified.

"Dude, I have a wife!" Tyler laughed hysterically, pushing the tacos closer to his innocent puppy-ish friend. "Now eat up!"