A normal bright sunny day appears in New Orleans, year 1927. I walked down the streets in my basic work uniform tying my hair up into a messy bun while listening to the tunes of jazz. There was a new melody every street, this city was all about jazz. I smiled passing by musicians tipping their hats at me and smiling. I entered the cafe I worked at as a waitress called "Oak Trees", honestly it was a nice establishment ran by a older women, she was a sweetheart to me. She is the brains behind all the food we serve and the great drinks, she has the touch of the great chef. She hired me about almost a year ago when I was looking for a new job during the day since my last one got ran down by mobs on the more west side of this small town. Honestly I'm glad where I am today, better pay, the air smelling fresher, and nicer people coming in and out.
I tied on my apron as the old lady who ran the whole thing walked up to me, "Good morning Y/n, you look very pretty today" I laughed as I grabbed my note pad and places it in my pocket of my apron. "Your to kind Abigail, you say the same thing to me everyday, your the one who looks pretty everyday, its like you never age. By the way its past 12 pm, so Its actually good afternoon." She smiled at me, "You are truly a sweet heart, I must got the times mixed up because you work mornings and afternoons." It is true, I usually work mornings but this week I was scheduled to come in during the afternoon till sunset where I have to rush home and get ready for my night job. "Just getting old I guess.." I snapped my head towards her direction clicking my pen, "Uhm your wrong, you don't grow old you live forever." She just laughed from my response and nodded leaving me to my work since customers started entering.
A group of young adult men who played jazz across the street walked in laughing and chatting, I walked up with a warm smile and led them to their table. "hello Im Y/N, your waitress for the evening. Can I get you all drinks to start off?" They all smiled up at me and all ordered a water. Before I left to get them water one tried asking me for my work times. Yes he was a charming man trying to flirt with me but I didn't have time for love, I have a family and younger sibling to look after. I chuckled and shook my head to respond and fetched them all some water. Setting down all their waters, I wrote down their lunch orders since they were ready. I made my way to the kitchen where Chef Chief was, I usually just call him chief because I'm basically friends with all my co workers here. Handing him the orders we shared a smile as I walked out and went from table to table of other people in the establishment to check up on them.
DING DING DING
Cheif rung the bell to grab my attention to let it be known the food is ready. I grabbed a large circular tray placing all the food on it and went back to the jazz boys placing all their food in front of them, "Here you guys go! Enjoy" They smiled at me clasping their hands rubbing them ready to dig in, I mean we were the 2nd to best cafe around in the area. The 1st one is more expensive called "Luxor", A 15 minute walk from here but I still think we are better.
Time Skip
As people came and left, it was almost about time for my shift to end. I cleaned up every table since the other girls asked because they wanted to go on a smoke break before more customers come in, I agreed because they have night shift. This place is 24/7 so they deserve a smoke break before people come in, it's usually really packed at night. During the day its decently packed except on big occasions or holidays where it truly is filled to the rim. I put up my apron, giving my goodbyes to my co workers and Abigail. Waving at everyone while opening the door taking my leave. I hopped onto the Trolley coming down the street from the bar, perfect timing per usual.
After streets and grass forest land, I hopped off into a decent neighborhood, not to poor but not exactly rich. I help pay for our small home so that's why we live in a better setting then the one I grew up in. Entering my home, I was greeted by my little sister, Evangeline. She was about to be 8 years old in a few weeks so I've been working hard for tips to buy her a good gift, not something cheap.
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Interlinked (Fem!Reader x Alastor)
FanfictionI DO NOT OWN HAZBIN HOTEL OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS!! This is the second story I made, Check out the 1st one I made called "The Summoning), a Lucifer x Fem!Reader story. Y/N was a waitress during the day time at a small cafe down in New Orleans and a...
