Dat Boii RobertIDK

3: The Spaghetti Boii

[Author's note]

Backstory: You go to the old spaghetti factory (a restaurant) with your friends and Robert, your favorite YouTuber ends up being your server!

Inspired by a dude that looked a lot like Robert who was my server today, inspiration can come from anywhere...

You have 4 friends with you, they will not have names, nor genders, just cuz.

Also, when Robert speaks to a person, he'll say ma'am because the majority of the readers (I think) are females and they'd probs be with female friends idek just roll with it.

Y/n's POV:

I sit at home, on a lonely Tuesday, not knowing what to do today. All I can think of is a craving I've been having...

Pasta.

I decided to call up my friends and set up a friend dinner thing so we can all hang out and I can get my pasta! We make plans to meet at our local old spaghetti factory at 3 pm for a late lunch kind of thing. I head upstairs to get ready to go.

**2 Hours Later**

We arrive at the old spaghetti factory and are immediately seated, because it's pretty empty at 3 pm. We all sit down at a booth and start to look at the menu. We all quickly decide the drinks we want, so we wait for the server to come to our table.

"Good afternoon ladies, my name is Robert and I will be your server this afternoon, what can I get you?" A man in his early 20s walks up to our table. He has floppy brown hair, glasses and a short beard. Pen in hand, he's ready to take our orders.

All my friends order easily. When it comes to my turn, I suddenly forget what I wanted. My mind draws a blank for a good while, as I just stare at this boy.

"Ma'am?" He leans forward, bends down a bit and tilts his head. His bright blue eyes sparkle in the dim lights of our dark booth. "Umm..."I stare for a moment, then snap back into reality. [oh there goes gravity 😂😂]

"I would love a... PEACH ICED TEA!" I say quickly, scraping through my mind to remember the last drink I read on the menu. I look down nervously to avoid eye contact.

"Alright! I'll be back in a couple of minutes with your drinks!" He smiles sweetly at our table and heads back to the kitchen.

As he walks away, all of my friends turn to me at the same time like it was scripted. "OoOoh Y/n what was that? Do you think he's cute?" They a start mock me jokingly. I nervously chuckles as I twirl my hair in my hand. Truth is, he WAS really cute, and I don't do very well when I like someone, so this was going to be an interesting night...

Robert walks back to our table with a tray of drinks. He places all of the drinks in front of the correct people, and finally places my drink in front of me. I look up and give him a nervous smile. He winked back at me and smiled. My face immediately turned beet red as he stood back up and started taking orders or the meals. I can hear my friends whispering quietly about him.

He, again, drags on getting my order by leaving me last again. "And for you?" He steps closer to me and keeps direct eye contact. I have Amini heart attack before with blurt out my meal choice, which I previously repeated in my head so I would get the meal wanted. I look down ashamed of my stupid nervous habits. He chuckles cutely at my response. He scribbles it down on his pad and rushed back to the kitchen.

"You should ask for his number!" My friends scream across the table at me. I look around to make sure he's not nearby. Although he might be able to hear from the kitchen, I think we're safe...

"Yea, he's really cute... But you guys know how I am, I don't think I'll be able to ask..." I start unconsciously playing with my hair again.

"Well, you're never going to get better if you don't try!" One of my friends says.

"I know, but I don't think I'm up for it today...." I look down nervously, as always.

"Honey, if you don't do anything about it, I WILL." My other friend gives me a jokingly stern look. They wag their finger menacingly.

The situation runs through my mind faster than Sonic. [Random unnecessary reference, don't judge me] This has happened to me far too many times, and it does suck, but my anxiety turns me on autopilot and I can't do anything I want to. This will just be another opportunity missed...

"Hey, how are you guys doing on your drinks?" Our server practically teleports up behind me. I jump a bit when I hear his voice. I immediately snap my head back down to avoid eye contact. He picks up most of the cups off of the table to get refills including mine.

As soon as he turns away from the table, my friend calls him back. "Hey Robert, how old are you?" They ask in a seductive tone to, I guess, 'lure' him in a way? I'm not completely sure what their goal was with that, but I ignore it.

He walks back to our table and chuckles a bit. "I'm 23, ma'am!" He smiles widely and looks at me. I blush madly, he's just a year older than me. I think he notices, because he immediately asks how old we are, looking right at me.

We all list off our ages and when it comes to me, I say with full confidence, "22!" I smile a bit, proud of my sudden burst of power. He smiles and his cheeks turn red too, does he like me as well?

"Well, we were wondering if maybe you would want to hang out with us sometime?" I say randomly, as he's walking away. I instantly regret saying that and look down on panic. He walks back slowly, with a slightly smirk on his face.

"Umm... Yea sure!" He reaches into his pocket and scribbles something on a paper. He hands it to me and walks away quickly, blushing like an adorable puppy. I'm frozen in awe of what just happened. I look up slowly and smile. My friends are clearly excited, smiling widely and jumping in their seats.

I shake as I read the note;

"Hey, I would love to hang out with just you, so if you're free on Saturday, text me so we can go out! :D

(780)***-**** "

[I'm honestly really sorry, since this bit isn't realistic, but I don't know how this would happen in real life anyways, so whatevs.]

He signs his name at the bottom with a little heart. He cheeks feel like fire and I'm smiling uncontrollably.

"What? Let me see!" My friend snatches the paper from my hand and reads it out loud for the rest of the table. I blush with embarrassement.

**10 Minutes Later**

Our food finally arrives, but Robert isn't serving us anymore. All my friends are a little upset, and not to lie, so am I. I have his number, so I can see him on Saturday! We all look at our food and practically inhale it in less than 10 minutes. We finished desert and coffee before leaving.

We leave the restaurant at around 7 pm, we were dragging out our trip to see if maybe Robert would come back, but it seemed that he had left.

I hold your arm and look down, kind of sad that Robert left, even if I have his number. I walk with your friends and start to get ready to go to the car. Suddenly, a boy in a red flanel shirt and skinny jeans appeared in front of me. I look up slowly and realize it's Robert. He looks even better now than in his all black uniform.

"Hey, what's your name?" He has his hands in his pockets, balancing on his heels and leaning forward a bit. His smile as cute as ever.

"Umm... Y/n!" I smile widely, happy to see him again. He beams back at me.

We talk for an hour, then I go back home and text him until 4 am.

That was the most amazing conversation I've ever had.

[Author's note]

Hope you guys liked my lame shit, it never gets better so yea, you're welcome.