Greasy ass fucking tortillas.
If I could despise anything in the world more than I do everything else, it would be Taco fucking Bell.
I'm saying that because I work at that shithole.
I'm sick and goddamn tired of stupid nasty ass tortillas. But luckily today I work at the register. Which would be good if I didn't have to tell an asshole to go suck a dick in front of his kids.
I'm such a wonderful person.
After sitting there without anyone coming up to me for a while, someone approached.
I sighed. "Hi, welcome to-"
"YOU WORK HERE?"
I looked up at the person in front of me.
Shit.
It's fucking Mischa.
"Uh... yeah. I work here."
He stared at me. "Cool."
"Not cool. It's hell."
We stared at each other for a good five minutes, before I looked down and noticed the bag in his hand. It was from Spencer's.
I smirked. "What did you buy there?"
"A shirt."
"I was expecting something else."
"What else would I buy?"
"Have you ever been to the back?"
"The what?"
He's been in Spencer's but not the back? How stupid is he?
"They sell sex toys back there." I said nonchalantly.
He raised an eyebrow. "Oh."
He turned around and walked off. "What the hell?!" I yelled after him, but he didn't pay attention.
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"You work at Taco Bell?!" Was the first sentence I heard when I walked into the choir room the next morning.
I already knew it was Ocean, but I pushed past her and sat down. Penny came and sat next to me.
"Sooo, does this mean I get a free taco?"
I rolled my eyes. "No, it doesn't."
I looked to the side. Mischa's gaze was focused on me, but he quickly diverted it when I noticed. Huh.
Penny waved her hand in front of my face. "Hellooooo??"
"Oh, yeah, what were you saying?"
She laughed a bit. "You're staring at Mischa, you know?"
I sighed.
"I know."
A/N: Short chapter but at least i got one out 😍
ALSO I LOVE THE HC THAT PENNY AND NOEL ARE BESTIES AJDJJFUFJ