A bell dings and Jennie snaps out of her trance. Another customer was leaving, and it's seeming like she's going to be the only one here soon.
"Have a good night!" a cheerful voice rings out through the diner as the door closes with another tuneful ring.
Jennie glances at a wall. There's a clock, proclaiming the time to be 2:36 AM. Lifting her legs up to the patent leather seat of her booth, she sighs and looks around the retro-themed diner.
No sign of Jisoo.
Jennie picks up her phone off the table and reads the last message she received from her.
The party sucked :( Need a ride home, meet u at the diner?
Jennie decides to send her a text. You better not be dead in a ditch right now.
Ten minutes pass without a reply. Jennie furrowed her eyebrows as she stared at her phone screen, willing her best friend to text her back.
Nothing.
She folds her arms on the table and lays her head on top of them. What a waste of time.
Jennie watches as a tall girl comes out into the dining room, beginning to clean up the tables. She studies her side profile.
The waitress has blonde hair with bangs and a cute button nose. Her pinup-style dress stops about mid-thigh, showcasing her long, pale legs. She looks good, even with a dirtied apron.
As if she felt Jennie's stare, the blonde glances up towards her direction. Her eyes are a deep, dark brown, catching Jennie by surprise. She looks even better from the front view.
The blonde smiles, cheeks plumping up as the corners of her mouth turn up.
Damn, even her teeth are perfect, Jennie thinks. She merely raises an eyebrow in response, willing her face not to betray her thoughts. She continues to watch as the waitress went about her tasks, until she disappears back into the kitchen area.
Jennie has always seen her around. She's picked up Jisoo from enough social gatherings to have done so. The girl has always looked the same. She doesn't know what's different now; why is she suddenly so... enamored?
She chalks it up to the fact that it was way past midnight, she's tired and still trying to convince herself to let go of her annoyance towards her friend ditching her, again. Not to mention that the pretty waitress was the only mildly interesting thing in the place.
She decides to send Jisoo another text. And another. She sends a text with one-minute intervals. She sends about sixteen, before she finally gets a response.
Omg srry I forgot to text!!!
She lets out a small sigh of relief. As disappointed and annoyed as she was, she's glad her friend isn't passed out somewhere by herself.
Jennie decides not to respond. She presumes Jisoo was preoccupied at the moment, hence the lack of replies. But then her phone begins to ring and vibrate as Jisoo's face pops up on her screen.
She taps answer and puts her on speaker, leaving her phone on the table in front of her. She leans back on her seat and frowns at the offending object.
"Jennie!" her friend cries from the other line. It sounds ten times louder in the mostly empty room. "I'm so sorry! I didn't even think you got my text. Sorry!"
"I bumped into Chaeyoung and she offered me a ride," she continues. "I'm at her place."
"Okay," Jennie says. "That's good."
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Lust For Life
Fanfiction"Why," Lisa's smile turns into something less innocent and more suggestive, the corner of her mouth pulling her lips into a smirk, "you want to take me home?"
