ONE

"Mira, can you serve that table at the back?"

Mira Hoffman frowned at her boss as she was pointing towards a large table at the back of the restaurant, with a lot of men sat laughing together loudly.

"Uh, yes boss." Mira gave her boss a polite smile, before grabbing a pen and a small block of paper so that was able to take their order, before making her way towards the large group.

As soon as she walked in front of them, she found that all of their eyes immediately found her, staring at her which therefore made her feel slightly uncomfortable.

"Uh, what can I get you?" Mira gave the men an awkward smile, as her eyes examined the group of them.

She could see that they were obviously very rich, since they were all wearing multiple items of designer clothing, and luxury jewellery, such as watches and rings.

They looked around her age, maybe a few years older than her, but she couldn't help but feel jealous at how they were flashing their money whilst she was struggling to keep a roof above her head.

"Hi, can we get 5 bottles of your best champagne, please?" A voice sounded from her left, causing her to nod her head up and down whilst writing it down on her paper with her pen.

The group of men all ordered different meals, with each of them being some of the most expensive meals that the restaurant offered, making the jealous feeling appear inside of her stomach once again.

"Of course, I'll bring the champagne over shortly." The Hoffman woman smiled at the large group of rich men, her smile being fake, since all she wanted to do was get back to her apartment and sleep since she had been at her work for the whole day and she was absolutely exhausted.

She couldn't be bothered with work, because she was so tired. She barely had any days off because she worked seven days a week just so that she could afford to have an apartment so she just wanted to go home.

Her tired feet walked her body back towards her boss who was at the bar counter, before she placed there order in so that the food that the men had ordered would start to be cooked.

She placed the bottles of champagne and their glasses on to the tray, making sure that she clutched on to the tray tightly to avoid dropping it because she knew that if she dropped it, that she would go without a pay check for at least six months due to just how expensive they were.

She carefully made her way back to their table, making sure to carefully place the bottles that were each in a bucket of ice, on to their table.

She quickly added the glasses, taking them off the tray so that she could place them in to the middle of the table, and once again gave the men a fake smile as they thanked her.

"Are we able to order more drinks once our food has arrived?" Another one of the men asked the woman, seeing her quickly nod her head up and down a couple of times.

"Of course. When your food is ready, I'll take your order for your next lot of drinks, no problem." Mira smiled at the group, seeing them all smiling back at her whilst they were cracking open the multiple bottles of champagne.

As soon as she walked away once again, to go and clear some tables that had just became empty, the group of men watched her leave as they wiggled their eyebrows at one of their friends.

"What's the matter with you, Yuki?" A French accented voice sounded as one of the men wiggled their eyebrows at their friend.

"Nothing." Yuki Tsunoda mumbled as he felt his cheeks becoming warm as they flushed a light shade of pink.

"Why are you blushing if it's nothing?" Pierre Gasly smirked at his friend, sending the Japanese boy a wink.

"Does little Yuki have a crush on the waitress?" Lando Norris teased the boy, nudging him with his elbow.

"No!" Yuki shook his head from side to side as he was trying to deny that he had been staring at the beautiful waitress whilst she was placing the drinks down on to their table.

He found that his eyes widened at the sight of the Hoffman woman as the woman was approaching them once again with a multitude of plates being carefully balanced on both of her arms.

One by one the Hoffman woman handed each of the men the meals that they had ordered, placing them down in front of them and handing them their cutlery.

She noticed how one of the men was repeatedly staring at her with a small smile on his face, and gave the boy a soft smile, whilst she pulled her pen and paper out from her pocket.

"What other drinks would you all like to order?" Mira waited paitently as the men pondered on what other drinks that they would like, besides that of their multiple bottles of champagne.

Mira nodded her head up and down as she listened to them and their orders, writing it all down on her notepad so that she could make them their drinks and drop them off at their table.

She noticed how her boss was watching her the entire time that she was making them their drinks, making sure that she didn't give them too much alcohol in their drinks.

Once again with her tray full of drinks, she slowly made her way back to the table with the large bunch of men, making sure that she was not spilling the drinks.

It didn't really matter however, because as she approached the table, she felt somebody walked past her, knocking in to her.

Mira found her eyes widening as she lost control of the tray, with its contents falling off and on to the large bunch of men who were sitting at the table.

"Shit!"

Mira cursed as the drinks fell off the tray and immediately soaked the men, with some of the glasses falling down on to the ground, shattering instantly.

The men released gasps as they felt the coldness of the drinks on their laps, since the drinks had fallen in their laps.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!"

Mira instantly began to panic, since she knew that her boss would be leaving the kitchen anytime soon which would mean that she would be spotted and fired immediately.

She couldn't afford to be fired.

She was barely able to afford to pay her rent, or her bills when she actually had the job, so she knew that she would not be able to afford the apartment if she lost the job.

She would be homeless.

"I am so, so sorry!" Mira panicked, pulling out a bunch of napkins out from her pockets, as she was frantically trying to clean things up, all whilst profusely apologising to the men.

"Look, don't worry about it. These things happen." A British accent sounded from a tall boy with light brown hair as he gave the woman a sympathetic smile.

"No I am so sorry! I can get you some more napkins to help you clean yourselves up, but I am so sorry! Somebody bumped in to me and I couldn't hold the tray!" Mira found that her breathing was quickening, but she felt calm knowing that the men were as understanding as they could be.

She began to pace whilst some of them went to clean themselves up, with her fingers were starting to become tangled in her own hair as she pulled at her roots.

"No no no, I'm gonna be fired, fuck." Mira knew that if any of the men complained to her boss that she was going to be absolutely screwed.

"I need this job, I can't lose this job." The Hoffman whispered underneath her breath as she paced, not even noticing how multiple of the men were watching her carefully, whilst sending her looks of sympathy.

"You won't lose the job." Both Pierre and Yuki attempted to soothe the woman, seeing her frantically panic.

"But I will, because you're all going to complain that I spilt the drinks all over you and then my boss is going to fire me. I really need this job, I can't lose it." Mira furrowed her eyebrows together in confusion as the Japanese boy who had been staring at her previously, was holding out a large amount of cash to her.

"Take it." Yuki smiled at the woman, seeing her furrow her eyebrows together at him.

"What?"

"Take the money. We won't complain, but you're obviously struggling with money if you're panicking this much. So take the money, please." Yuki gave the woman a fond smile, seeing that her eyes were sparkling as she stared at him in surprise and awe.

Yuki could feel his heart beating faster for every second that she looked at him, as his cheeks flushed pink.

Pierre was forced to bury his smile in to his hand as he noticed the two of them staring at each other, since he was trying so hard not to laugh.

He already knew what was coming.

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A/N

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