Not a Coward

Can I PLEASE get a waffle?

I understand I have the writing abilities of a two year old but please cut me some slack I am a single mother working for my children

After chili's man stormed off into the kitchen, it was tense between kokichi and Komaeda. Kokichi was sitting with his arms crossed, staring out of the window, while Komaeda was just looking down. This mind wandered. Mr. chili's naked.. his little chicken wing.. oh, and the things mr chili would do to him, li-

His thoughts were interrupted by kokichi slamming his fist on the table. "Helllooo? Are you alive?" Komaeda has forgotten kokichi was even there. He felt like shit. He loved Kokichi, it wasn't right to think about someone else like that. Kokichi was all he needed. Oh, but mr chili's.. don't make him decide! But that gave Komaeda another idea. Mr. Chili's and kokichi BOTH.... Kokichi started to snap in front of Komaeda's face. Right, he was still there. "Sorry, I'm a little off today is all," He tried to excuse his self, but kokichi didnt really buy it. "Riiiight, sure. Y'know, ever since we walked in here you've been-"

Kokichi was cut off. Finally, a taste of his own medicine. "I didn't get your order but I just assumed you guys wanted water," Kokichi went Karen mode. "Seriously? Great customer service, asshole!" "Welcome to chili's," the man said with a shrug, and then proceeded to place the waters down on in front of the two. He seemed to have calmed down, but that wouldn't last long. Knowing Kokichi, he was going to mock chili's man again soon. Komaeda was going to try and strike up a conversation with chili's man before he could leave, and before Kokichi could say something rude, even though that'd probably just give him more opportunities to bother him.

"Uh-" Komaeda suddenly didn't know what to say. He had to stop and think for a moment, to gather all of this thought. He was freezing up. He was never like this with Kokichi. Why was he nervous? "How long.." He pauses again. His throat closed up, and he couldn't speak. Chili's man blushed. "How what? Isn't that your boyfriend right there?". Komaeda quickly spoke up before he got chewed out by Kokichi. "No! Yes, that is my boyfriend! But no, that's not what I meant!" Komaeda realized he was yelling. He took a deep breath, and tried again. "How long have you been working here?" "Too long for too little pay. But hey, welcome to chili's."

Komaeda had to pick the most boring thing to talk about, huh? He tried to switch it up. "Oh, that sucks. So, do y-" Interrupted. Again. Is nobody ever able to squeeze out a fully sentence? Goddamn. This time, it wasn't Kokichi, or some sexy god carrying over water. It was mr chili's phone. He pulled it out of his pocket, and as soon as he saw the name of the caller, he immediately answered. Komaeda was able to get a small glance of who was calling. It was Sans underman from undertail, Komaeda's ex. "Hey, babe?" Babe?! Mr. Chili's.. was dating Komaeda's ex? Komaeda felt his heart break. Why? He'd barely known Mr Chili's. So why did he feel this way? They weren't even friends!

"What? No, I'm working overtime." Komaeda felt too ashamed to look at Mr. Chili's, so instead his eyes wandered around the restaurant, and he noticed how empty it was. They were the only two customers in the entire place. It wasn't even that late. But hey, welcome to chili's. "No. No. I said no. I need this money. Why? Because you keep spending all our savings on rats! How many times have I told you not to call me that?" Komaeda felt his shame turning to anger. Sans underman from undertail was a douche. He knew from experience. It seems he got even worse since the last time they dated. He didn't deserve Mr Chili's.

"Bye! BYE!" He hung up on him, and sighed. Mr Chili's was clearly stressed. You'd think he'd had wrinkles from all of this work, but nope, he was still hot as ever. "Are you okay?" Komaeda looked up at Mr Chili's, worried. He didn't mean to, but he grabbed Mr. Chili's hand. Mr. chili's blushed, and looked away, smiling. "Yeah, it'll be fine. It's just- my boyfriend can be a real dick sometimes." Kokichi was furious. He picked up his menu, and then slammed it down on the table. Komaeda quickly pulled his hand away, hoping it'd be dismissed as him 'helping a friend.' "Hello?! I came here to eat, not watch Dr. Phil! Are you going to take our fucking orders alright?! What kind of place is this?!" Mr Chili's shrugged once again, and let out his famous line for the fifty thousandth time. "Welcome to chili's." "Can I fucking order?!" "Ha, yeah, sure."