Beneath Dead Roses (BTS JUNGKOOK/BLACKPINK)

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I looked up and saw a big old man already staring at me with his blue-obscure eyes. He looked disappointed which wasn't really clear why.

His big-greasy hands handling a tray with the foods I ordered 10 minutes ago, without saying any words he drop the tray on my table and then left me fully shocked.

I could see from other side of the tables, where every costumers were having their meals in this small cafe they seemed very happy and enjoyed their  time. Even when that same man dropped their coffee and it spilled everywhere.

They just didn't care. Well then, maybe it was just me. I tried to convinced myself on how that one waiter always seemed so grumpy and messed up with our foods.

Being a waitress is not easy, I reminded myself. Although it wasn't so easy, being a waitress is all about serving your costumers right. Right?!

I tried to go back to my lunch, when this same man walked up to me.

"Ma'am." He interrupted, but he sounded like he was being interrupted.

Once again I looked up at him, silently sighed. "Yes?" I tried to add a "smile" too.

"Are you done yet? We have other costumers waiting in line. They've booked this table at 12."

I was speechless. My mouth was left open. Did I just hear this man talking?

"Excuse me?" I tried to calm myself down. It was a total failure. I was so angry.

"You are excused ma'am." He answered monotonously.

I couldn't get my self together, I was late. It was a rough day. My boss fired me. I didn't get my coffee this morning, and just when I think life would get better. This thing happened. What's life.

"Hey, I literally just sit here for about 10 minutes not even touching my foods yet. And now you want me to leave because some random person has booked this table before me? Are you serious? I want to meet the owner."

This man stared at me for a solid 5 seconds and then turned around. He seemed helpless. "Miss Lotty. I'm calling for Miss Lotty."

He kept repeating the lines until this blonde lady appeared from her room. The lady who I assumed was Miss Lotty wore red short dress with some details on the edges.

She was gorgeous. Tall, skinny, silky blonde hair.

Her face expression was unexplainable. It was the combination of fear and anxiety mixed together. I wasn't so sure she was the owner, since she looked clueless.

The man said something to the lady from afar. The lady got back to her serious face while the man left her with--again--disappointed look.

I knew it was going to be really big, I prepared myself if she ever gonna argue with some evidence, like I have my real life problems. Fight me. 

The lady named Miss Lotty stood in front of me, she smiled slightly as she approached me. "Good day, Miss."

I couldn't help but stare at her face. She has this really tired look. Now, all I could do is trying to let go my anger. Someone seemed to have more problems than I have.