Marcel takes a earned pull from his cigar. Taking his first seat of the night he relaxes against the wall, smoking clouds for the stars and the moon that night.
His short lived peace is broken by vibration in his tight trousers.
"I'm so bored...wanna go for a ride?". Ace asks over the phone.
Marcel laughs. "Every night shift you ask. Do you think I'd change my mind?"
"You did last week."
"Only cause Mark let me off early and there was no buses. CON TEXT.
But theres more people tonight than the last two weeks".
The restaurant was packed with people, which isn't a big deal for a Friday night, but everyone called sick and its only Marcel and the new guy on the team, Micheal, waiting on a hall currently full of office workers.
Marcel's stress was peaking.
The back door leading to the kitchen breaks open.
"Marcel! Bill's hunting for you!" Damien's rough voice growls from the kitchen.
Marcel's exhaustion's peaks.
"In a bit" Marcel mutters. He takes a farewell puff, throws it over his shoulder and storms back in.
"I'll pick you up aft-" Ace's voice cuts as he's stuffed back into Marcel's back pocket.
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RomanceSecrets. Questions. Confessions. 6 University Students underneath one roof. They're getting to know one another, trying to make ends meet. Individually they all have they're secrets and struggles but they still manage to enjoy the little things in...
