drive thru

no, I never imagined working here to pay for my college tuition. when I was 12 I thought I had my whole planned out. worked at the magical restaurant "magic time machine" where simple creative human beings dress up as iconic movies, animated or real actor movies. I thought I would be PERFECT for jasmine, the skin tone, the eyes, and the hair all looked like mine. except our actual facial details didn't really match up saying I have a button nose, small asymmetrical lips, long thin eyebrows, and big brown eyes.

here I am

jack in the box

it's 3:00 a.m. who thought it was a good idea to be open all night? it's a ghost town

"HELLOOOOOO?"

"welcome to jack in the box how may I take your order?" I said in the fakest of fake voice

is fakest a word?

"and a side of curly fries"

"I'm sorry can you please repeat that?"

"a side of curly fries"

"no before that"

"a number 8"

"and your drink?"

"I uh said it earlier but it was coke please"

"is pepsi okay?"

"no"

"i uh-"

"I'm just messin with ya, yes it's fine"

a huge sigh of relief left my mouth
"okay so a number 8 with curly fries and a drink of pepsi, is that all?"

"yes ma"am"

"okay your total would be 7.38"

save your fetty wap jokes for later

"yeaaaahbabe"

"you did not just"

and then I heard through the speaker the car drive up

holy hot damn lemme tell you

he was gorgeous

red vibrant hair
sunglasses even thought it was 3 a fucking clock in the morning
gages
perfect teeth that were brighter than my future

now, I wasn't normally a girl to be attracted to these type of guys, but I couldn't help looking him up and down even tho- he- uh - was in a car bUT STILL

but there was an even prettier girl sitting in the passenger side

I smiled and handed him the bag of grease

"have a nice night"

"you too, fetty wap girl"