Lukas was not having a good day. Her head hurt, her stomach was cramping, and the smell of deep-fried-fucking-EVERYTHING was getting to her more so than usual. Customers walked, or sometimes waddled, up to her ordering diabetes in a smiling bag and not giving a shit about her when they waddled away back to their cars to stuff their faces. So anyone could imagine that the chime that sounded when the door was opened was not met with overwhelming enthusiasm from Lukas. But lunch break was over, so the long line of customers hopefully died down enough for the overworked Norwegian to sit and rest. As she was just about to hop over the counter top to retrieve a chair, the loud bell rang through the air. Lukas looked up and glared at the entering person. Short and spiked up blond hair bounced about a smiling face as the tall and built girl practically skipped in.
"Hey!" She stopped in front of the counter trapping Lukas and smirked, making bright blue eyes crinkle slightly. Her accent was kinda weird, Lukas noted to herself. It was more like her accent than the loud and obnoxious American ones.
"Hi." Lukas growled out. She had to give the greeting, no matter how much she hated it. "Welcome to McDonalds, what can I get for you today?"
The girl smiled genuinely in response to Lukas' insincerely nice mini speech. "Ya, well Ms.-". She leaned down uncomfortably close to Lukas' chest to peer at her name tag. "Lukas!" She popped back up. "I would like a smile from the most beautiful girl in the room." And then she winked. She fucking winked.
Lukas' stared blankly at the girl in front of her. She wanted to scream and cry and yell at the girl to just choose something to eat goddammit and get out of her life, but instead of a long line of creative curses, a giggle slipped from her lips. The other woman smirked again as Lukas' shoulders started to shake and her giggles transformed into laughs which lead to her clutching the counter to hold herself up. She didn't even know why she was laughing, her stomach still hurt and her head was throbbing, but it seemed that this random woman cared a little about her well being, which is more kindness than what Lukas had received in a long time.
The girl in front of her began laughing too and they quieted down together.
"I'm Mattia." She held out her hand and Lukas grasped it in hers.
"Lukas." Mattia continued to stare at Lukas as she drummed her fingers against the counter top. Lukas' smile melted into her usual glare as the other woman now started to lightly bounce as she smiled at her.
"Are you actually going to order something or…"
"How about a date?" Mattia smiled even brighter, if that was even fucking possible.
Lukas broke into another fit of giggles and gasped out, "You piece of shit!"
Mattia continued to smile and quietly laughed along before trailing into a question, "So is that a yes?"
"I get off at 4. We can go get coffee. If I see a hamburger or fries I'm going to puke, deal?"
Mattia smiled and clasped Lukas' hand within her own. "Deal."
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