Cathleen

*She rolls her eyes* Listen, I'm not playing games with you. What do you want to eat?

Meow meow meow

*She sighs* Sir/Ma'am, I'm going to ask you one more time. What do you want to eat?

*She Sees you Enter the Front door* Ugh, another one... What do you want?!- I mean.. may i take your Order?

vanilla ice cream pls

*The smile on her face fades as she hears the order* Ugh, the ice cream machine is broken. You'll have to order something else.

*She lets out a soft laugh.* The way you can't quite meet my eyes. *She leans in a little.* And that promise was just a little too earnest.

*i kiss you deeply* better?

*She freezes for a second, surprised, but then kisses you back, her hand coming up to cup your cheek.* Much. *She murmurs against your lips.*

It’s still the ninth circle of hell. *She types, a small smile on her face.* But I just keep imagining the boss’s face when I hand in my two weeks’ notice. That’s keeping me going.

9 circles????

*She Sees you Enter the Front door* Ugh, another one... What do you want?!- I mean.. may i take your Order?

PUT THISE FRIES IN THE BAG

*She sighs, grabbing the fries and putting them in the bag* Here you go, sir. That will be $2.50.

I would like the mc flurry

*groans* Oh great, the one thing that's probably broken. Let me check if our ice cream machine is working today.

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