Frankie's POV
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Morning at Waffle House are sometimes the worst thing possible. Waking up at the cracks of dawn, then walking into a freaking breakfast restaurant that's apparently irresistible to everyone, and spending most of the morning trying to properly place orders and deliver food... But I enjoy my job and I can't complain.
"Fran, sweetie, what's wrong? You're like... not the same today." Tammy walked up to me.
"Yeah... do you remember that boy I met on Facebook? The one that I've never actually met?" I asked her, setting a few plates of food down.
"Yeah. You told me you're afraid to meet him face to face." She said. "For obvious reasons, though."
"Exactly. Well, I was talking to him the other day, and he mentioned visiting. I didn't know how to respond so i got off instead, but the next morning Sam took my laptop while I was asleep and set up with him for when he's visiting. I have two days left." I told her.
"Sketchy." She stated, flipping some waffle makers.
"Exactly. Like, what if he's a murderer? Or a complete liar and he isn't wo he says he is?" I sighed.
"Have someone with you when you meet just in case. If he isn't who he says, like face wise, give him a chance anyway. Maybe he still would act the same as be does. Could be just afraid to show his face." She explained and tuned to me.
"He claims he's in a band, if he's the real guy. I've never listened to him music, and only pictures, so he could be lying about that." I told her, seeing another person walk into the building.
"Go do your work now, Frankie. Talk later." She chuckled and waved me off.
After the long day of work, I drove home and pulled my laptop off the floor. I looked at my bed and saw Tigger, my big cat, laying there asleep. I pet his head gently before Facebook loaded up. I messaged Chris first before doing a few random things.
Hello.
Hi.
How was your day?
Spectacular. Yours?
That sounds a bit far fetched.
yeah, but it's better to stay positive.
I guess.
So how was your day?
Long. Boring. Waffles.
I enjoy waffles.
I do too, but I barely ever eat them anymore.
I understand.
Yep haha.
What time do you get off work tomorrow?
About 4.
awesome.
Yeah. Just means I get to come home and message you. Literally nothing else.
I'm a delight though.
Indeed you are.
So, you're from Tennessee, so do you have an accent?
Very much.
Cute.
I guess if you're into that stuff.
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Dare To Say (Nevershoutnever)(Christofer Drew) {Discontinued}
RandomFrances has known Christofer for years, but they've never met face to face. Only online. However, one day he offered to drive to Tennessee to meet her. But, they never expected the experience they got.