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surprised at the sound of her voice, jamie jumped hard enough for the wiring pinched between his fingers to spark against his skin.
“fuck,” he swore sharply.
the shock shot up his arm fast and mean, forcing him to jerk backwards from underneath the counter. his head knocked —
𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕@lMPASSl0NED
“hello?” she calls out into the empty diner, brow furrowing. she held a basket of baked goods in her hands: muffins, croissants, danishes. she’d meant to bring it over when he opened a few months ago but time had slipped away from her. “it’s felicity, from next door…”
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talking. and he had never quite figured out how to keep his mouth shut once somebody gave him an opening.
his shoulders lifted slightly as he shook the basket of fries, head ducking faintly toward the fryer. “i mean…” he started, voice rough around the edges from exhaustion —
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he wasn't really up for conversation. truthfully, he'd figured she probably wasn't either. most people wandering into diners this late were usually looking for somewhere to exist quietly for a while, not spill their guts to some burnout behind a counter.
still, she was —
ྀྀ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴶᵁᴺᴷᴵᴱ.@PlNKPOP
her mind immediately began to settle in the comfortable silence of the diner. only interrupted by the hissing rattle of the oil . she tapped her acrylic nails on the surface of the table , waiting patiently . “ sorry to just drop in like this . don’t get much peace . ”
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he shrugged loosely before disappearing out back toward the kitchen, one hand dragging through his already messy hair as he went. honestly, he should probably be grateful all she'd ordered was fries. anything more complicated this late into the shift and there was a solid —
ྀྀ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴶᵁᴺᴷᴵᴱ.@PlNKPOP
“ ain’t you a sweetheart , ” grinning and shutting the door behind her . “ shall i sit anywhere ? ”
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yeah, ok. only because you twisted my arm.
ྀྀ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴶᵁᴺᴷᴵᴱ.@PlNKPOP
just a bit . so , got time for some fries ?
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what're you, famous?
ྀྀ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴶᵁᴺᴷᴵᴱ.@PlNKPOP
paparazzi , crazy fans , men with flowers and proposals , you name it .
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into his little hole-in-the-wall diner tucked between a laundromat and a pawn shop. especially not this late.
for a second, he just looked. then he caught himself. he snagged a mug along the way and poured her a fresh cup with practiced ease, steam curling between them as he —
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his brow lifted slightly at the sight of her.
he was used to exhausted office workers stumbling in after midnight, students half-dead over textbooks, club kids looking for greasy food before the train home.
not many people looking even half as put together as her wandered —
𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔱.ᐟ@WHlSKEYNEATS
the singer immediately stepped back, practically jumping as she heard the hiss of electricity and a man’s voice. “fuck— oh my god, are you okay?” genuine concern on her voice as he finally stood up and steadied himself. her hand half covering her mouth, trying desperately +
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front of her. the corner of his mouth quirking upwards despite himself. “sorry, was trying to stop this place from violating several fire safety codes simultaneously.”
he flexed his hand once with a wince before shoving it into the pocket of his jeans like that somehow made —
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he jumped at the sound of the voice, immediately yanking his hand back with a sharp hiss when the exposed wiring cracked against his skin. “shit. fuck,” jamie muttered under his breath.
his shoulder knocked the underside of the counter as he jerked upright too quickly, nearly —
𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔱.ᐟ@WHlSKEYNEATS
zsófia looked around at the rather empty diner, wondering if she had just stepped into another dimension. carefully stepping further into the restaurant, her shoes seeming to echo through the building. “hello— oh!” looking down at the half of a figure below the counter.
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