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⤟𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵?⤠ ⸻
IT'S BARELY BEEN MORE THAN THREE HOURS before it started drizzling. the soft rain pattering on the diners window. creating a calm, serene atmosphere in the place. plates were being clinked by utensils, voices mixing together at indoors volume.
currently, Nellie was helping her mother buss some tables along with take a couple of orders, the workers have gone home an hour ago — the woman rushing them as a storm looked to be brewing, and they rode bikes — so the girls take turns cooking and waitressing.
earlier today she was at a party with her classmates, well, her fellow cheerleaders. yes, Nellie is on a cheer team. Iris had suggested it would be fun, so she signed up and surprisingly got in.
she won't lie, it was fun, not the flips or the time she had to dedicate towards the routines, but the people. she adored her teammates, loving the time she would get to spend with them. they were genuinely really nice, hell she even liked her coach. even if she was a little mean.
mean in a way the comments are funny, harsh, but funny. depending on your humor.
due to her going to a party, she was wearing a very pretty and well-made dress that her mother insisted she wore. how Iris knew to sew a whole dress within a week, or at all, while running a diner and be a top surgeon, was beyond her.
truly, she thinks her mothers wonder woman.
now normally Nellie would never wear this type of dress, but she just got back from the party so she didn't exactly have time to change. not to mention when she came into the diner Iris gushed over how cute she looked showing her off to the rest of the customers there.
to say the least, the customers were very entertained.
food and entertainment, what a deal.
huffing slightly, the brunette crouched down to grab some extra napkins before popping up, and handing them to a very sweet guy, Lance, who sat at the counter.
"Thanks, sweetie."
"it's no problem."
"are you okay?" Maranda, a woman who sat to the right of Lance spoke.
