Random title name is random...
Yush this has most of the characters (and more) from my other story Check On The Children. besides the fact that they are all adults and are not 'troubled'. (oh who am I kidding, everyone's troubled one way or another! XD)
Characters owned by SquareEnix, Nuxel, me, and others.
Warning: Swears, OC's, possible OOC, AU, suckyness, possible abandonment for lack of reviewers/fans.
Draxna's POV
I was flipping through my magazine, wondering how super models could walk, fit, and breathe in the clothes they wore. I'm a waitress on break. Twenty four, bored as hell, and not much of a life. It's Saturday night at nine and we're busy. I'd love to be out there serving people and trying to remember their orders as they speak them, but I'm only human. I needed a break. This place wasn't average, but at the same time it was. The name was such a fail. 'The Restaurant' was some cross between a cafe, a bar, and a four star restaurant. I had no clue how the food was, since I preferred cheap two dollar frozen meals at the store. I only tasted the drinks. Soda, tea, wine. Pretty much anything there was.
Though, the wine was on the house when our boss threw a party for a great month of service. It didn't tasted that amazing. It was grape juice and alchohol. It tasted sour and bland. Like Snapple when it goes bad. "Break's over, Drax." Aqua said, walking past me. Aqua wasn't new to any of this. She was the assistant manager, ever since our real boss came down with a sickness that kept her out of work for a while. I was on her good side, so I was fine. Ven said Aqua could be a real bitch if she had to... Ven was a friend of hers I guess. Comes here way too often for anyone with a life. But I wouldn't know, since I have no life what-so-ever.
I nodded, setting my magazine down and fixing my hair that was neatly tied into a weird bun style. Which was mandatory for all waitresses with hair that passed the shoulders. "Tables eight, four, and twenty need their orders taken." Namine said, not looking away or stopping her mixing of drinks. Sodas, alcohols, and hot drinks alike. I grabbed a pen from the counter and walked to table eight. "Are you ready to order?" I asked nicely. 'Service with a smile, or you don't get payed' our boss always said. Which was always taken as a serious joke. "Of course we're ready to order we've been waiting here for ten god damn minutes!" One of the four teenagers at the table growled. I didn't like it when teenagers came in here, especially at night. "Right... So can I take your order?" I asked, still with a smile. "Yeah, ya can! We all want nachos. With mountain dew." The same kid said. nodding. I sighed, "Those are only appetizers, you can't get them for just a meal, it's against our policy." I sighed. All the teenagers made me explain things like this to them
"Screw that... Oh fine, we'll order our real food after our appetizers." One of the others said. I sighed, relieved, and wrote down the order. I moved onto the next table, and couldn't help but stare. "Um... Is something wrong with your eyes, luv, they look like they're staring at me... are they?" The man I was staring at asked with a British accent. He was kinda, or really, pale. "Sorry, sir. Uh, can I take your order?" I asked, blinking and looking at my notepad quickly. "I think the waitress has the hots for you, Edge." The other man said, also with a British accent. I tried to ignore it and pretend I didn't hear. "That's rude, Luxord. We'll have some rum!" The first man said, turning to me to say the drinks they wanted. "Sorry we o-only have wine and beer. ... Sorry." I explained, mentally slapping myself for sounding do stupid.
"Aw... You don't have any rum at all, luv? Not even a smidge?" The first one asked, looking disappointed. "I-I'll go check..." I said quickly, my voice rather high. "You're giving the poor girl a heart attack, Edge." The second one said, a bit louder than I think he meant. "I am not. We'll be leaving now, luv. Try not to stress your self out too much, then." The first one said, getting up with the other man he was with and both leaving. Just as I was about to go to the next table, I heard Aqua shout, "Draxna!" and I knew I was in for it.
"Y-yes?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen. "You let two customers leave!" Aqua pointed out, sounding upset. "I didn't... Aqua, they left because we didn't have rum!" I corrected, crossing my arms. "Fine, but next time customers leave on your watch you're getting money deducted from your pay." Aqua sighed, handing me a tray of salads and gesturing me to be off. I set it at table ten and hurried off to the table that had yet to be waited on. "Finally! Alright can I get, a coke, and, your number?" The guy asked, smirking at me. I scoffed. They were obviously being sarcastic. "I'll get that soda for you. Any food you want?" I growled, repulsed.
"No, I think that's about it, for now. Oh, actually, I want the super spicy sandwich. Thanks." They finished with a smirk, shooing me away. I handed the two orders two Namine, who proceeded to scan it and then hang them on the order rack. Namine practically threw a tray of drinks at me, "Go to tables three nine and fourteen!" She said quickly, taking another paper slip from another waitress. It was too busy on Saturdays... too busy.