How They Met (and other calamities)

Chapter 3: Roxas/Namine

The Real Story: (Submitted by Becca Griffin) My mom was working at McDonald's, and my dad was like a really big "bad boy" with a motorcycle and everything. My dad's sister was working with my mom when my dad came in to pick up his sister. My mom looked at him then told my aunt that he was smoking hot and then my aunt yelled across the room to him "hey Jeff! Carrie thinks you're hot!" And then he asked her out.

Namine hated McDonalds.

It was a hellhole of disgusting, slime filled food, with equally disgusting people. No one actually goes into McDonalds unless they're really desperate, after all. Drive through for the win.

But when you work there, you kind of have to go inside.

And go around the greasy kitchen and use the nasty bathroom that she could confirm hadn't been cleaned in months.

Sure, there were nice McDonalds out there. Heck, she'd seen them! The people were all attractive, the food was actually good, etc etc. But she was stuck at the one that hadn't been updated since 1972. Her manager was actually born at the restaurant. Yes, you read that right. Her mother couldn't get to the hospital fast enough, and it turns out the previous owner used to be a doctor before giving it all up to open a "restaurant". Namine couldn't make this stuff up.

Thankfully, there was one saving grace: her new best friend, Kairi. She was the only person there who understood Namine's mindset. And, like Namine, she was only working there to save up for college. Sadly, there weren't many job opportunities where they lived. Kairi was a pretty redhead with blue eyes who convinced guys to come inside by flirting with them during the drive through, and then using her (extremely useful) voice throwing techniques to make it sound like her voice belonged to the gray haired woman whose wrinkles were obvious even by the burnt out fluorescent light. She was the one person who made this whole thing fun.

Kairi didn't talk much about herself. But through hours of midnight shifts where no one was around, Namine had managed to work out a few details. Her parents were loaded, but both she and her older brother wanted to do things for themselves, even if it meant flipping burgers. Despite her sweet, girl-next-door exterior, Namine had found out via various movie nights at 2 am that she was a closeted horror fan, and loved to read Stephen King books just for the scare. She had two brothers, both older, and while one was apparently similar to her, the other supported her parents in everything and refused to speak to his siblings.

Namine had never met Kairi's brothers, but on yet another boring shift, she was about to.

"Ughhhhh. Do you think Marge would catch us if we changed the clock to closing time?" Namine groaned.

"I'd say so, considering her watch is always correct, down to the second," Kairi said, rolling her eyes as she shook some fries into a container.

Namine groaned again. "I'm so ready to get out of here. I mean, this place always sucks, but today it's just….worse. Seriously, graveyard shifts are terrible. Why did we even get scheduled tonight? It's our day off!"
"I know, right? And I don't even have a car! My brother has to come drive me home!" Kairi exclaimed.

"Wait, really? What happened to your car?"

"Get this: apparently the guy behind me was reaching for a donut, almost spilled his coffee, and when he turned around to catch it, t-boned me."

Namine grimaced. "Yikes."
"Tell me about it. Thank the Lord for insurance, and he was driving a small car that didn't do much besides a dent, but still. I'm out $150."

"Hold on a second." Namine turned away from her friend and pressed a button on her headset. "Welcome to McDonald's, how may I help you?"

After taking some middle aged man's order, she went back to her friend. "Anyways, what were you saying?"

"Nothing, besides the fact that we only have ten more minutes until we're free!" Kairi grinned.

"You're free. I still have another hour tonight, remember?" Namine frowned. How was she going to deal for another hour?

"Oh, yeah. Well, you'll get to meet my brother, at least. Seriously, I think you two would hit it off."

"Um, how? A quick reminder that I'm 5'4", shaped like a ruler, and am pretty much as pale as you can get," Namine told her friend. The stereotype of blonde haired and blue eyed girls being the definition of beauty wasn't always true. While she thought herself as pretty enough, her hair was practically white, and her eyes were much more of a washed-out-jeans color than a brilliant blue. Any guy related to Kairi probably wouldn't be interested.

"Oh, whatever. That doesn't matter, plus, you two have common interests. Besides-"

Her friend was cut off by her headset beeping, and she clicked the button. "Welcome to McDonald's, may I take your order?"

While her friend stood to the side, writing down whatever the person on the other end wanted, the little bell their boss had installed above the door rang. Namine looked up, surprised; no one ever came in this late.

Namine wasn't exactly into bad boys, but the guy who just walked in made her change her mind. He had spiky blond hair that he was pushing up out of his eyes as he entered, with blue eyes that reminded her of her friend's. He was tall and built, and was wearing a black leather jacket with black fingerless gloves. As she looked out the window, she guessed that the big motorcycle outside was most likely his.

This guy was hot with a capital H.

And, of course, she turned over to her best friend, thankfully off of the mic, and told her so.

"Oh my god, Kairi. Look at him. He is, and you know I never say this, smoking hot!" Namine whispered.

To her surprise, Kairi started outright laughing. And laughing, and laughing, to the point where Namine rolled her eyes and walked away. Was her taste in men really that bad?

Before she could question her friend, Kairi yelled out, "Hey, Roxas!"

The biker guy looked up from where he now sat up at her.

"Namine thinks you're hot!"

Oh my God, I am going to kill her. Namine pointedly didn't look at "Roxas", her blush evident on her pale face.

Kairi walked over to where Namine was standing. "Namine? I'd like you to meet my brother. Told you you would hit it off!" she said, still giggling.

Roxas stood up from his chair, grinning, and reached out a hand towards Namine. "Well, glad you think so, Namine. You're not so bad yourself." This, of course, made Namine turn an even brighter red before shaking his hand.

Kairi stood beside both of them, smiling like a maniac. "So, when's the wedding, guys?"

Roxas laughed, before smiling down at Namine. "Well, I'm free tomorrow night. Dinner, maybe? I mean, we've got to get to know each other."

Namine stopped staring at the floor to look up at him. His face seemed to be serious.

Kairi interjected. "Well, as long as I can accompany!"

Namine rolled her eyes while Roxas spoke. "Sorry, sis. But Namine and I have to be free from constant "Awwwwww!"'s in order to actually talk."

"So, wait. You're serious?" Namine asked him.

"Well, from what Kairi's told me, and from what you obviously think of me, I think we'd make a good match," he said, grinning.

Namine smiled back at him. "As long as we don't eat at McDonalds."

And, there you go! I'm not a huge fan of this one, considering I wrote it in like, 45 minutes, but oh well. xD Hope you guys enjoyed! If you did, don't forget to follow, favorite, and review!

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-Audrey