𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐆𝐔𝐍 |-/ austler (texting)

thirty four.

"can i take your order, please?" chandler says lifting his notebook. austin keeps staring at him confidently.

"yes, i want you to sit down and talk to me" he answers. chandler denies.

"i'm in my work schedule. can i take your order, please?"

austin snorts.

"fine. i'm not going anywhere until you sit down and talk to me." he crosses his arms standing back. chandler nods.

"you tell, sir."

[...]

"he's still there?!" cray seems shocked. chandler nods.

"he won't leave 'til i talk to him."

cray takes a deep breath and tries to encourage him.

"you should do it, then. if you want to make things right, it's now or never."

chandler turn around to look at his reflection in the coffee machine. he tries to confort himself saying he's gonna pass through this with success.

"now or never," he repeats to himself. "now or never."