Wifisfuneral got jumped last night 🙄.

     I clocked into work a little early today. I was beyond annoyed because my mom was in a bad mood when I got up this morning and started yelling about every single thing.

I put on my apron and walked out to take my first customer's orders.

"Montgomery take the table on the left" Another one of the employees stated walking past me.

I heard loud talking and laughing so I sighed and approached the group of girls.

Walking up to their table I noticed Carly and Monica.

I was in a bad mood so I prayed they didn't say or do anything to piss me off even more.

"Welcome Denny's, my name is Asia and I'll be your waitress for today. What can I start you off to drink?" I ask them.

"Oh hi Asia, I didn't know you worked here" Monica smiled.

I nodded my head. "What can I get you to drink?"

They all gave me their orders except for one. I turned to Carly and waited while she just gave me a slick smirk.

"I'll take a water. Thanks babe" Carly said.

I eyed her and wrote it down before walking away. When I walked off, Carly said something that must've been funny because they all began to laugh.

I went to the back and gave a cooker the list. He came back with the drinks on a silver plater then handed it to me.

I took it and made my way back to the noisy table.

I sat their drinks down in front of them one by one. When I reached over Carly to give the other girl her drink, some kind of way Carly's cup got knocked over and spilled all over my apron and pants.

"Oh my gosh Asia! I think you did that" Carly said fake shocked.

I stood there for a moment trying to keep my composure before grabbing the cup and putting it back onto the platter.

"I think they need to fire you. Spilling bitches drink's and shit" One of Carly's friends said.

"I was going to leave a tip, but now im upset. I think I need to have a word with your manager about your clumsiness" Carly said.

I walked away while another waiter came over to clean up the spilled mess.

I took the platter back to the kitchen then quickly went into the bathroom. I went over to the mirror and flicked my wet hands around.

I reached over and grabbed a couple of paper towels to dry off my hands and clothes.

It was going to be embarrassing that I would have to walk around in wet clothes serving people until the water dried up. I sighed and stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes before going back out to finish up my job.

After work, Stokeley came and picked me up. Instead of taking me home like I had asked, he took me to his house.

When we got inside he turned the lights on while I walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.

He came over and sat on the couch next to me, and began to kiss on my neck. I already knew what he wanted to do and I wasn't up for it.

"Stokeley, no. Im tired" I tell him stopping him.

"Whats wrong?" He asks looking at me confused.

"Nothing. Im just tired and I had a really long, irritating, exhausting day" I tell him.

"Wanna talk about it?" He asks sitting back on the couch.

"If you wanna hear about it" I shrug.

He pulls me to his chest and puts his arm around me. He smelled extremely good and looked good too but I was going to keep it together.

"Talk to me"

"Well first, when I got up my mom was being mad annoying. I wanted to punch her in the face so bad, but she'd kick my ass so I couldn't" I say making him laugh.

"Then I got to work and your girlfriend was there with her friends and–

"Girlfriend?" He asks.

"Carly." I said in a duh tone.

"Thats not my fucking girlfriend. Stokeley's single" He denies.

"Well whatever she is to you. She was there and she spilled her water all over me, then tried to accuse me of spilling it. She even went to my manager before they left and lied on me and almost got me fired" I tell him.

"Deadass?"

"You should know how she is," I roll my eyes. "But thats not it. A kid threw up all over the place and I had to clean it up. Im not a damn janitor im a waitress. Customers were being extremely rude today, my feet hurts, my back is sore, and I just want to crawl in a hole and die" I went on.

He listened and laughed at half of the things I thought weren't funny.

"Thats not funny. This has been the worst day of my life"

"Ight im sorry. What you want? You want me to baby you?"

"No. I want food"

"I gotchu" He says getting up.

I watch his as he leaves out of the living room and heads into the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" I ask him.

"You said you wanted food, so ima cook for you" He calls out to me.

I sigh not knowing what to expect him to bring out of that kitchen. The sounds of pots and pans rustling around could be heard.

It was 8 o'clock and I was already sleepy. I began dosing off, but it wasn't long before I heard the smoke the alarm going off.

When I opened my eyes, there was smoke coming from inside of the kitchen. I quickly hopped up and rushed into the kitchen to see what was going on.

When I walked in Stokeley rushed over to the kitchen sink with a burning pan in his hand. He quickly turned on the water and put the fire out.

He grabbed the dish rag and began fanning the smoke away from the smoke detector. I stood there and watched trying not to laugh.

He finally got the beeper to stop and I couldn't hold my laughter in any longer.

He turned and looked at me and began grinning.

"You think this is funny?" He asks me.

I nod my head and walk over to the stove and turn it off. I look at the plate next to it and seen some half burned chicken legs.

In another plate there were macaroni and cheese, but it looked dry.

"I was cooking the other batch of chicken but the wind must've turned the stove up higher and ended up starting a fire" He says.

He grabbed another plate and put two chicken legs on it along with a plate full of macaroni. He then handed it to me and I awkwardly took it into my hands.

"Bone-apple-tea" He says existing the kitchen.

I silently prayed that I wouldn't choke on the dry macaroni before grabbing a fork and leaving the kitchen as well.

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