Mari_Rose
Empress of Potatoes
There is this one cafe that you go too, out of all of the cafés in your town you go to this one, just this one. Sometimes times you don't even order any food, you just stare at the menu and continue to tell the waitress that you need more time.
That waitress, oh the waitress, with her sweet welcoming voice, her laugh when her and the other waitresses make jokes while the chefs made the food. And yet you don't have to courage to have a normal conversation with her. As if ordering food was the only way to hear her voice.
You're not a stalker though, that you have convinced yourself. You see her at the cafe, that it. You don't know where she lives and you don't follow her around. In fact... You don't even know her name...
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This can either be FxF or FxM either way, if you don't mind I wish to be the waitress.
That waitress, oh the waitress, with her sweet welcoming voice, her laugh when her and the other waitresses make jokes while the chefs made the food. And yet you don't have to courage to have a normal conversation with her. As if ordering food was the only way to hear her voice.
You're not a stalker though, that you have convinced yourself. You see her at the cafe, that it. You don't know where she lives and you don't follow her around. In fact... You don't even know her name...
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This can either be FxF or FxM either way, if you don't mind I wish to be the waitress.
