Hello, welcome to McDonald's || MisGio

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1 day left, Fugo thought as he jumped out off his bed, his punishment was coming to an end soon. Getting ready for work, Fugo stripped off his pajamas, entering the tub, the water was warm as it burst out from the shower head, waking him up more, shampoo was done, conditioner as well, soap for his face and body, Fugo was clean all over. Heading out the bathroom, he faced his dresser, turning the blower on, loud blowing of hot air was heard as the man dried his hair, soon after, he put on his usual uniform, not bothering to eat anything as he stepped out of his apartment, the car beeped twice as Fugo pressed the unlock button, lucky enough for Fugo too, his parents let him borrow their car, as it was to no use of them now for some reason, starting the ignition, Fugo pulled down the hand breaks and zoomed away.

Giorno arrived earlier than Fugo, as he held the other blonde's meal, Giorno walked out of the kitchen and counter, settling on one of the couches customers usually sit on, he was beside the window, his surroundings felt chilly but manageable, soon after taking a look outside, he started to eat his meal, enjoying the softness of the yolk as it melted in his mouth, together with some chicken dog, his all-time favorite. Giorno was on his 3rd to last spoon of meal as his colleague arrived, looking fresh as usual, Fugo smiled at Giorno, who smiled back, offering him to sit across him as he handed him his meal, Fugo thanked him, quickly digging in. As Fugo finished, they had a little conversation, after being called in to start their shifts already, both of them rushed in, ready to start the work.

It was noon, and as expected, a bunch of people swarmed in the place, specifically students, as it was close to a university and high school. Giorno was fast on his fingers, typing away on the board while speaking on the coms the orders of customers, usually, the customers- mostly girls- would compliment him and his hair, about how he got it perfectly blonde, he would just smile and tell them it was natural in their family, truth be told he had no one, he grew up alone, learning to be independent all by himself.

Giorno was a very stunning and beautiful boy, it was no question he was a head turner, his body was slender, slightly feminine, pale white skin, turquoise eyes and thin rosy lips, there was no such thing as dust on his face, his skin was clear, complimented by his blonde eyebrows, and his hair, oh God his blonde beautiful hair, anyone would die for a hair like his, Giorno was like a statue carved personally by the gods, even Fugo and the rest of their crew can agree.

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giornos dad is literally god