"I'm still mad at you."
"I was busy," He defended. "With work and all. Demanding customers can't wait."
"I'm a demanding customer!"
"Ah, but not in Wendy's."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You hardly order anymore-"
"Because I'm broke. You made me broke."
"You're more like my customer."
"I don't pay you."
"Hmm,"
"And I never will."
"I don't just serve food." She practically heard the wink.
"And what else do you serve?"
"My company, free of charge for a friend."
"I felt that friend zone."
He grinned to himself. "Wanna be more?"
"I never said that." She scowled.
"It's okay to admit, I don't judge. I know behind those thick roles of 4 for 4's you've created you hold me in your heart."
"...Did you just call me fat?"
"Did I?"
"Did you?"
"I don't know. Are you fat?"
"Is there something wrong with being fat?"
"Did I say that?"
"I don't know. Did you?"
He snorted and shook his head. "I'll talk to you tomorrow. My manager is calling for me."
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