Alright umm.....just....here....a salad
this was a request don't murder me. downing 8 fucking esspresso's for this so fuck off
(~RING~)
The bell rang as I made my way into the restaurant, it wasn't my first time going here, nor' would it be the last. I quite enjoyed this place. Calm and quiet yet there were still some very nice people to talk to. It was about 2 pm, a rather quiet time to be in a cafe but still ideal for my taste.
"Hi, welcome! what can I get you started with miss?"
The lady was really nice for someone who looked like they would shoot me on the spot if they had the chance. But still good so she is earning a handsome tip for the act she is putting on. As I settle in my chair and ask the waitress what's wrong and she responds that she is a single mother that's just trying to make a living. so we talked and talked until I forgot that I was supposed to order because it's a restaurant and not a bar. So she asks what I would like once more and she looks at me with almost a devilish grin. At this point I was beyond curious due to the expression on her face. So I tell her that i'll have whatever makes my face do that.
Little did I know that this was about to be one hell on an experience.
"Alright i'll be right back with your order shortly~" She almost hummed it in a way.
"oh...ok" was all I could say
As I wait for whatever she has cooking, I look around to my surroundings and start to see a number of people leaving such as couples and 'just-friend-zoneded' teenagers which I giggle to myself about what could possibly have made them that sad with an attractive girl right in front of them. I check my phone for the time and it's about 4:30, 'man, we talked for a while' I whisper to myself. I start to see that one of the last people in the cafe were about to leave for the small cafe would be closing soon. As I see the last person walk right out of the small coffee house I start to get anxious an wonder why this "mystery food" i'm getting is all to worth it. Wondering and wondering, I take a glimpse over the counter into the kitchen and it just looks like a salad.
A fucking salad.
"Alright miss, here you go~!"
"Oh alright, thanks..."
"No problem!"
As I see her walk away with a giddy expression I suddenly ask-
"HEY-! I mean uh...what's so special about this salad anyways?"
She giggles at me then responds with a smirk
"Oh, don't worry about that. Just enjoy your meal."
"...."
I had no words to what she just said to me, for all I know I could be drugged by this questionably sparkly leafy green salad. I see her walk into the kitchen and turn on the light's because the sun had already set. The view was rather nice through the window of the cafe, no wonder they got good business here...I take another look at my salad and hesitantly pick of the fork next to me and stab a few of the pinkish colored leaves. it smelled like rasberries and the type of artificial icing you get on a store-brand cake. Not that I minded at all. But I wanted to try it because who wouldn't eat a salad that looked like a unicorn threw up on it.I put the fork up to my mouth and see the waitress look over at me then disappear. I put it in my mouth and it didn't taste bad at all. if anything it was pretty good. but that's only what the waitress saw. What was going through my mind at the time was unforgettable.
"mmmff" was the sound I made when I could feel the artificial sweetening cover my tongue. it was sweet like cotton candy and melting in my mouth like ice cream on a hot summer day. I could feel the heat rise to my cheeks as I took another mouthful of the plesureful salad.
"nnngh.." I moan as I feel the drool going down my chin as my body is overflowed with emotions I haven't felt before with the taste of it flowing down my throat. I breath heavily as I grip on the table with my hands making them turn white as I take my finger to my chin wiping off the drool and licking it off savoring every single feeling this salad can offer me. I take a deep breath and raise my shaky hand to the plate again and get the last of the lust-covered vegetable onto my utensil and look at it with one of the most hungry expressions I have ever made with almost no regard for anyone that could have walked in. continuing making lewd noises as I finish my one elegant looking meal. With one final deep breath and a sweat drop going down my now heated face I take my finger and drag it across the plate and lick my finger clean of anything that could have been on it.
Biting my lip I quietly ask for the check and pay quickly to run home from one of the most unique experiences I have ever and will have in my life time. I never returned to that cafe in fear of looking that same waitress in the eye.
I am so sorry and I apologize for any mental scaring I have caused you, please don't sue me.
-Ravioliey
