Order up (For andrewgrey only)
 

In the early evening, the sky was already dark and the stars were starting to appear. Even the half moon was out. Most would stay in their homes for the days. Yet there were those who would want to take their families or loved ones out for a good time. There was a place to go in the crowded city to go. It was one of the hottest places to go. The name was Rhythm. It was a trendy restaurant that opened three years ago. At first it was place that got business from ear to ear, but now it was always busy. Some people book for a table days ahead due to the fact that they get full easily.

One of the workers, Kobi Clark. Age 19. Was a waiter and has been working at Rhythm for about two months. He had a slim body and stood at 6'3". Wearing the restaurant uniform. Back pants, black shirt and a white apron. His wavy carrot red hair was tied up in the back. At first he was a bit clumsy and messed up with the orders, but now things are lighten up for him, well for most part. He was going down some stairs. since it had two floors. He slipped and dropped some dishes onto the ground. He was a little stunned, but then got to work on cleaning the mess. "Aw, man. I'm so screwed."

As Kobi rushed to clean the mess, he heard the doors at the top of the stairs leading to the dining area opening. A waiter had started to come down the steps, and he knew if he were caught messing up again, he would get another earful from his boss. He had the choice of either going back to the kitchen without cleaning up, asking for another plate of the same thing, then dealing with the mess after serving, or cleaning up and being seen by his co-worker just around the corner.

He looks up and sees another worker of the restaurant. He knew that he was a little clumsy as well. He smiled and waved to him. "Hey, another busy night huh?' he asked in a friendly manner. "I swear they need to pay us more." he joked and chuckled a little. Not paying attention to what he was going. He cut himself on a piece of glass. "Ouch!" he hissed in pain ans starts sucking on the index finger to get rid of the blood.

His co-worker laughed softly and knelt beside him, putting down his tray stacked with used dishes beside him. "You need to be more careful. You're lucky it was only me coming down here." He told him, wrapping a napkin around Kobi's finger. "I can order another serving of whatever you dropped if you don't want to be yelled at?" He suggested. Tim Johnson was like that, always going out of his way to help others. He was an inch or so shorter than Kobi, a bit more built, and always calm. His short dark brown hair was usually perfectly kept, but today he had a small cowlick in the back.

He had already started to pick up the broken glass and wasted food for Kobi.

Kobi blushed a little when he wrapped his cut with a napkin. He always liked Tim, but lately he was starting to feel more for him. He couldn't understand why though. "It's okay. I can handle this." he said with a smile on his face. "But you are right. I am glad it was you and not the boss. He had my head for sure." he said and laughed. Then he pulls a band-aid from his pocket. After working here, he learned to always carry some. Wrapping it around his finger. Then goes back to picking up the broken pieces.

Tim kept his smile, and when they had finished cleaning up the mess, Tim told him to wait there and went into the kitchen. He could hear him ordering the meal Kobi had ruined. When the food was done and neatly plated, Tim came back and switched trays with Kobi, "Don't trip this time, okay? And apologize to the customer for the wait." He advised, taking off his apron. "My shift is done now, so be extra careful."

He smiled when he came back with the food that he messed up the first time. "Thank you so much." he said with a smile. He listen to him telling him that he should say sorry for his mistake. He nodded his head. "Yes, sir" he said in a friendly voice. When he told him that his shift was over. He went up to him. "Hey wait a sec." he said. "If you are not busy tomorrow. I'll by you a meal. As a way to thank you." he said happily.

Tim smiled more, folding his apron and hanging it on his arm, "Yes... I'd like that, thank you." He turned to walk downstairs to exit, and when he had the door open, he looked back up, "Oh, I get off of work at five tomorrow, so I'll pick you up then. Is that a good time?"

He nodded his head. "Yeah. That's a good time." he said. "Oh, I better get going now. Bye." he said happily and goes to the table who order the food. Telling them what happen and that he was deeply sorry for it.

The family at the table was sweet about it and still tipped him when they were done. At around ten, Kobi's shift ends. When he was putting his work apron away, he sees his boss headed straight for him.