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Post by MI"SORA" HANABI on Sept 30, 2012 21:09:50 GMT -5
"More tea for you, madame?", came a soft, sultry voice, holding more sophistication than the tone might hint at. A particular teenager would be within the walls of the establishment known as Sakura Cafe, working there as a hired hand under...special circumstances. Misora Hanabi, "Sora" as he preferred, was actually working here as a form of rehabilitation. What for? Well, for being a notorious delinquent at his own school. What the conditions might be? Well, that's something you'll simply have to discover on your own.
As the woman kindly thanked the blue-haired boy for the tea, she would also compliment him on what a fine job he was doing as a waiter. Apparently she'd never seen one person tend to so many tables at once, let alone, how proper he was. "Oh my, it's no trouble at all, ma'am. I'm very happy to be of service." It wasn't exactly a lie, but being that this was one of the few days of the week it was busiest, he couldn't help but scowl a bit as managed make his way towards the back, writing up and waiting for orders from the cook.
He'd look back at the crowd and frown a bit, letting out a tired sigh as he massaged his temple with a free hand. 'Dammit...I hate Wednesday rushes...it's such a nice day out...is family life really so bad? For God's sakes, people, go out on a damned picnic!', were the thoughts that flowed through his mind, clearly not enjoying his shift as much as he was expecting to. Oh, whatever. So long as no one got in his way or decided to make fools of themselves, he supposed things would be okay.
However, that also entirely depended on who else he was working with today. As far he knew, it would only be himself and one other working the floors today. That would be efficient enough if Sora pulled most of the slack himself, but what of the other? If they didn't pull their own, there would be hell to pay when it was all over and done with. He'd make sure of it.
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Post by LUCIANO CORSO on Sept 30, 2012 22:18:30 GMT -5
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[/size][STYLE=height: 300px;overflow:auto;padding:4px 4px 4px;background-color:#3399FF;] Getting up for work had been difficult more then it usually was. With Luciano it had to be because he wasn't able to sleep last night. Feeling tired and actually being able to sleep were two different things. Not that he cared to admit that if anyone asked. Sakura Cafe it still seemed to the same and yet so different each time he showed up. For him this was a place to escape from the world outside. His amber eyes looked over the few workers here today, it seemed they were busy. Way more customers had shown up now he had to get involved. Rather then keeping an eye one them the black haired male would have to step up and help. As if he really cared after all because he wanted to do something for these students. 'Such a good kid at least he's trying.' Most of the kids that were brought or sentenced here had to learn. Whether they liked it or not they would be stuck here till the timing was right.
Picking up the tray he walked closer to one of the tables looking at the boy. Giving a small sigh he just reached down to straighten his clothes. Not all of the boys that arrived here actually bothered to try. Though he couldn't help but feeling as if something wasn't right here. At least with the boy working at the other tables. How could it have only been the two of them here today. 'I can't believe they stuck us here...but I had to get up today. At least Angelus won't show up here.' If he did show up then right now only Luciano could focus on the work he was doing. Balancing the tray on one hand he slipped through the people again. Stepping closer to the other male who just seemed to be a bit distracted maybe.
"Hey. I need your help for a second would you follow me." Really he just couldn't get those thoughts out of his mind. Did it have be because he was annoyed with others. Luciano could only explain it away as being really tired. Lack of sleep would always catch up with him and then he would hear the lecture from Angelus later. "I'm sorry to steal him away from you Miss. I just need to borrow him for a second do you need anything first?" His manners covered up his tired sounding voice. Luciano could have handled this all on his own but so far it hadn't gone that way.
Someone else had been here to help him out, at least the main boss didn't just leave him alone. Only having received this job a few weeks ago there was still so much to learn. Now he really had to hope Angelus didn't show up.
That would affect how everything worked or what he was going to do.[/style]
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Post by ANGELUS KUSANAGI on Sept 30, 2012 22:52:08 GMT -5
Angelus walked into the the cafe, Sakura. He had wondered where Luciano went off to when he was at school. However today was a school holiday, and since he had nothing better to do he might as well follow Luci to where he always went of to. Right away he felt shivers down his spine, this place was girly as hell.
He noticed that all of the costumers were female . And that they decided to give him a stranged and weired out stare. Was it really that bad when a man entered a cafe where all personel were guys? Angelus rolled his eyes and sat down on the nearest table.
He waited patiently for someone to come and get him his order, was it really that fucking hard for someone to get him his order. Angelus rolled his eyes and leaned against the chair. He noticed someone familiar, a smirk appeared on his face. Oh how he was going to enjoy this.
"Hey Luciano!" Angelus waved. Trying to get the man's attention. "Can you send anyone to get my order?"
It wasn't becuase he was doing it because was mean, but only becuase he felt like messing with him and the other brats that this cafe has. It was his second way of life and he enjoyed every second of it.
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Post by MI"SORA" HANABI on Sept 30, 2012 23:16:37 GMT -5
The sound of a familiar voice rang in his ears as the distracted male snapped back to reality, shifting his eyes to catch the sight of Luciano in his peripherals. The black haired male in particular was actually one he was okay with when it came to work or other matters. He never pegged him for his reasoning in being here, nor did he ever get in the way. At the very least, if you wanted to call it a 'bond', it was a mutual agreement of silence; you help me, I help you. You stay out of my way, I stay out of yours. But that's currently trivial at the moment.
In any case, the younger of the two would cast Luciano a nod, before turning his head and smiling at the woman he was serving. "Please excuse me, ma'am. Call for me should anything arise, yes?" That being said, he'd follow after his fellow co-worker before stopping in his tracks, turning at the sound of an elder man calling out in the cafe. Oddly enough, he looked rather familiar, but not enough to actually ring any bells. What bothered him was how he was obnoxiously calling out to Luciano, and practically disturbing the rest of the guests. Well, so much for not dealing with stupid people. First strike right there.
Begrudgingly, he'd turn his attention back to Luciano, tilting his head towards the stranger with a rather annoyed tone in his voice. "Friend of yours...?", he'd ask, his voice almost venomous, though quick to shake it off after drawing in a breath. 'It's alright Sora. Chill out. Probably just an acquaintance who stupidly wandered in thinking it was a normal diner. It's totally...TOTALLY common! And if that's not the case, then you will NOT beat his face to a pulp in front of all the ladies...right...'[/color] Letting out a heavy sigh and brushing his bangs from his eyes, he'd wait a moment or two to see what would unfold, already sensing this was going to be a looooooooooong shift.
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Post by LUCIANO CORSO on Oct 1, 2012 9:45:41 GMT -5
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[/size][STYLE=height: 300px;overflow:auto;padding:4px 4px 4px;background-color:#3399FF;] Like today could get any worse it was only the two of them working in this whole place. Only good thing about it was the fact that they worked together. Luciano did not get annoyed with most students it was usually the tempers they had. Though one would think after dealing with Angelus nothing else would matter anymore. It seemed this boy made things easy for now till something set him off. Hopefully this wasn't one of those days where the male went home questioning why he worked with these kids. That peace in this busy place was quickly shattered by a familiar, loud and a bit annoying voice. Angelus..the one person he had hoped would not be here had shown up. It had not been out of hate or annoyance just because he didn't need someone to stalk him to work.
As if this place hadn't been busy enough to begin with...now he had to deal with that. Keep Misora from getting into trouble at the same time. It looked as if he would have to talk with Angelus after this work day was over. Part of him just couldn't help regretting doing that. "Something like that...he's being loud again." Barely holding back a tone of annoyance he looked from Angelus to Misora. Today would only get longer by the way this had gone. "Look you go clean up at that table then maybe I'll introduce the two of you. I'm going to get him to be quiet." A simple roll of the eyes as he smiled at Misora pointing out the table that needed to be cleaned. With how busy they were a free table for now would be a good thing.
Keeping that kid calm would be difficult to do with someone like Angelus around. As much as he wished he could just pass him off to someone else for now he knew it wasn't a good idea. "Sir...could you keep your voice down hm?" His voice turned into a whisper as he spoke again. "You had to show up the busy day didn't you. try not to upset the only employee I have." At least to work out here it was only these two everyone else had been busy elsewhere. Or had the day off which made this difficult again.
"Now what would you like?" With any luck he could pass the order off to Misora without pissing him off. He needed all the help he could get and the original thing he wanted to ask. Well it had been disturbed by Angelus showing up they had to work around him now.
And hope that it went well without a fight happening in this place. Last thing they needed was another reason for the school or anyone to be upset with them.[/style]
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Post by ANGELUS KUSANAGI on Oct 1, 2012 21:24:54 GMT -5
"Sir...could you keep your voice down hm?"
Angelus looked at the familiar man who came up to his table. His smirk grew as he saw Luciano smiling and polite. Which if it was somewhere other than here it would have been creepy. He feigned innocence and looked at Luciano with confusion in his eyes. "What could you be talking about? I wasn't making a single noise."
"You had to show up the busy day didn't you. try not to upset the only employee I have."
"It wasn't my fault that it was a school holiday." Angelus huffed. "And as for your brat, I'm not making any promises." He looked at the man and noticed the tiredness of in his eyes. He quickly glared at the man in front of him. "You didn't sleep well again did you?"
Angelus hated when Luciano did this. He hated that the other didn't take care of himself. It was like he had to be on his case every fucking time. Sometimes it felt like he was taking care of three kids instead of two. It was annoying at times, but it was something that he brought on himself.
"Now what would you like?"
Angelus looked at the menu, everything looked really sweet. It was really hard to choose something that would not kill him with the sweetness. "Lets see, I want an espresso and... a souffle with soft serve ice cream on top. Also I want your brat to bring it to me, because if I keep seeing you I will drag your ass out of this place and force you to bed."
Angelus let out a small sigh, he wondered if there was something wrong with what he chose, because right now he felt something down his spine. It was close to burning anger, or was it fear? He didn't know but they better hurry up with his order.
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Post by MI"SORA" HANABI on Oct 1, 2012 21:36:44 GMT -5
Hearing that Luciano was familiar with the man who walked in didn't quite surprise him. However, it was annoying that someone who presented themselves so obnoxiously would come to nice and quiet establishment just...really irked his nerves. However, his fellow co-worker/mentor would already deploy a usual tactic for keeping him in check. That was something Misora actually appreciated about Luciano. He knew of his issues, but didn't judge him for it. He would simply take it in stride and attempt to help him along any way he could. It wasn't something he could take for granted.
In any case, with a light nod and a bit of a sigh, he'd get over to the table and begin picking up after its last guest, expertly balancing the tray of dirty dishes with one hand and taking it back to the kitchen. Once that was taken care of, he'd wash and dry his hands before going back out with a clean set of silverware, completing the ensemble with a folded napkin as he did for all the tables; folded in a way to look like a large sakura flower, the silverware resting inside like the silver lining to each petal. It wasn't a requirement, mind you. It was simply something he liked to do to help the cafe feel more refined.
That being taken care of, he couldn't help but eye the man Luciano was taking orders from, not very much enjoying the aura he gave off. Something told him yet again that this would be a long shift, and that that man would be source of it all.
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Post by LUCIANO CORSO on Oct 1, 2012 21:59:04 GMT -5
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[/size][STYLE=height: 300px;overflow:auto;padding:4px 4px 4px;background-color:#3399FF;] Of course Angelus shows up here and tries to push his buttons without much work. It annoyed the black haired male to the point of where he just wanted to throw him out. At least almost but he wouldn't do that because he had to be the good worker. Frustration? Maybe even the want to cause chaos flowed in his mind. The annoying innocent look from Angelus creeped him out. A shiver running up his spine he resisted wanting to hit him with the menu. 'I have to be nice...he'll get what is coming to him.' As far as he was concerned since Luciano had to act like a good example. That could be one of the problems working with delinquents. "Sure it's not your fault because you couldn't think of anything else to do." While part of him was happy that his friend had shown up it was just basically bad timing.
"You better think about leaving him alone." The male growled just pulling the notepad out of his pocket. It had to be one of those awkward times where he had to deal with Angelus. And try to make sure he never noticed anything as much as he believed he could read everything about Luciano. He had been sure he would prove him wrong eventually. All he did was glare right back gripping tight to the pen in his hand. Silence would have been golden right about now but he already knew with Angelus that never happened. "That doesn't matter." Simply put because he was at work and had to focus on that.
Knowing he should have taken better care of himself would not fix this situation. Unfortunately it had something to do with this. Angelus would only get frustrated with him again so maybe he should leave that to Sora. 'Please don't upset him. I don't want to have to deal with him for the rest of the day like that.' He just quickly scribbled the order down onto the paper in front of him. Now he could only know how Sora would be able to handle it.
"He has a name. You call him brat again and you won't get away with this. You'll make me sleep anyway knowing you. I have work. I'll be watching to step in if I have to." He only blinked at the way he was sighing. Had something been done wrong? And yet at the same time he didn't know what to think. Turning to walk away from him he had shown the male manners when he could have been completely rude.
His steps took him closer to Sora and he gave a small sigh at the same time. "I have to...ask you to take his food to him. It should be ready soon. He likes to push buttons...so just ignore him and be as nice as you can." Why did he have to get him into trouble now or even bring him here. Something was going to go wrong.
Specially if Sora had to deal with him and Angelus pulled his little annoying tricks.[/style]
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Post by ANGELUS KUSANAGI on Oct 1, 2012 22:33:07 GMT -5
"That doesn't matter."
"The hell it doesn't matter Luci, it always like this." Angelus sighed. he supposed that this was one of the reasons that Luciano was his friend. But it also frustrated him that the man didn't want to take care of himself. It was like he was trying his patience.
"He has a name. You call him brat again and you won't get away with this."
"Or what? He's going to lash out at me and try to punch me? Well I wish him luck on that. Its not going to make his time in this girly place go down." Angelus snickered. He wanted to at least try to see how much shit these kid could take. It was his own fucking fault that he was in places he shouldn't have. So it is only fair for him to annoy the crap outta him.
"'ll be watching to step in if I have to."
"Watch away." Angelus grinned. As He watched Luciano walk away he might as well keep going. This was way too much fun to stop at the very beginning. "Bye Darling I love ya!" He waved at Luciano.
Now it was time for the waiting game and wait for his next victim...
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Post by MI"SORA" HANABI on Oct 1, 2012 22:47:35 GMT -5
"I have to...ask you to take his food to him. It should be ready soon. He likes to push buttons...so just ignore him and be as nice as you can."
Sora groaned in annoyance as those words rang against his ears like an alarm clock at three in the morning. He figured something was going to happen sooner or later. Preferably, later. However, he'd take the order slip and let out a sigh, doing his best to front a smile while patting the black-haired man on the shoulder. He kinda felt sorry for the guy for having a...'friend' such as the individual he'd be serving. However, he'd certainly have to give him props for being able to tolerate him. A much better job than he'd have done if it were himself over there right now.
At any rate, he decided he'd do his best to take this situation with a grain of salt, going to the back and preparing the man's espresso before-hand. Lucky for him, the souffle was practically ready by the time he was done. Looking down at the food the guy ordered, he couldn't help but quirk a brow at the mix. A souffle with soft-served ice cream on top...? Odd. He'd always taken souffle as a gourmet type of food best by itself with coffee or tea. However, in this case, it was another persons' tastes, so he really had no room to pick at it. placing the meal on a tray, providing a specific type of spoon for the souffle itself, he'd let out a sigh and put on the best smile he could, remembering a trick Luciano had taught him with 'tough customers'; kill them with kindness.
Balancing the tray in one hand, he'd expertly weave between tables toward the new gusts' table, setting his souffle before him and his espresso on the side. "There we are, sir. One souffle with soft-served ice cream on top, and espresso to go along with your meal. If you'd like, I'd be more than happy to fetch a pot of espresso for your personal convenience." Ugh, he felt like he could gag himself from hearing what he just said. It didn't help that he had overheard part of the conversation Luciano shared with this guy. However, he'd have to set aside his disdain for stupid people at the moment.
If this man was really the type to try and poke at others' misfortunes, then he'd have another thing coming. Just for now, not involving Sora's fists...
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Post by LUCIANO CORSO on Oct 1, 2012 23:09:38 GMT -5
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[/size][STYLE=height: 300px;overflow:auto;padding:4px 4px 4px;background-color:#3399FF;] "It's not always like this." His tone held nothing in it. He had nothing to explain to Angelus all he had done was not sleep. It happened more then once because of something he had to do. Simple fact as that one would think he'd get over it. That was if he even knew but Luciano had to keep things secret. To the point of forcing himself to do so when he didn't want to. What he did after hours were his business and no one else needed to know. But he knew Angelus had not always understood what personal space was. And he had gotten used to not having his. "Maybe he is. Which I would rather not have...Right sure it is. I could make you help us..I'm sure there is something that fits you." All he happened to be doing was tease him. Angelus walked into things sometimes and tried to trick Luciano with them.
Not that it worked all the much only when he turned bright red would he get annoyed with him. Or do something like that to get to each other. The male didn't give a response other then glare at what he said next. "Sure love you too.. ass." He muttered the last part under his breath not really wanting to have them hear that. Most of what he had said ended in sarcasm though. Just how they really messed with each other or so it seemed. Why did Angelus always have to get into trouble or be the one causing it. The male just smiled and walked to pick something up for someone else. Though his eyes would remain on Angelus and Sora. Hoping that it wouldn't go too bad.
Not as if it even could though with how busy they were. They really didn't have time for things like that. He could only sigh and rub his forehead. Today was going to be a longer day and his head hurt.
'This sucks...I have to start feeling sick now.' Rolling his eyes he just focused on watching them. Like it meant anything to him it had only been a simple headache and he didn't like the idea of being surrounded by food. 'come on Sora you can handle him.' At least he really hoped he could even if he didn't understand that either.
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Post by ANGELUS KUSANAGI on Oct 2, 2012 0:31:28 GMT -5
"There we are, sir. One souffle with soft-served ice cream on top, and espresso to go along with your meal. If you'd like, I'd be more than happy to fetch a pot of espresso for your personal convenience."
Angelus looked at his new waiter, or victim in his eyes. It was so easy to just screw with the other. There was nothing else for him to do but just do it, start off with something easy. Then it would escalate into something more.
Angelus took a sip of his esspreso before he pushed the cup away. He looks at the kid with a serious expression on his face. "You really serve that crap to your costumers? I feel sorry for this place then."
Angelus would have thrown the coffee at the kid's face but that can be done later. Right now he wanted to see what would be the kid's reaction. "So? Go and make it again."
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Post by MI"SORA" HANABI on Oct 2, 2012 0:49:17 GMT -5
"You really serve that crap to your customers? I feel sorry for this place then."
The initial thought process was to beat the man down outright...but if he did that, then he'd play right into his hands. The more he thought about it, the more the man looked incredibly familiar. Not to mention, the same tone rubbed him the wrong way, too. Didn't he run into this guy at school a couple of times? Oh well. Whatever. As much as it irked him on the inside, Sora wasn't about to lose to some git who was trying to insult him at his work. Besides, he couldn't help but smile a little as he overheard some a of the nearby guests commenting on Angelus' rude behavior. Normally, the teen wasn't one for support in a confrontation. But here? Well, it may as well be his home turf by now.
"I'm terribly sorry, sir. But do keep in mind, that it was you who ordered it this way. Perhaps a bit more thought should be put into it next time?, he said with a coy smile, taking up the food and espresso before carrying it away. Well, if it was a battle of wits the ass wanted, then it would be one he'd get. Not so sure he'd like the end result, though. When he wanted to be, Sora could be very patient, even at his own disliking. But for now he'd make an exception.
Once back at the kitchen, he'd set the tray down and request it to be remade as a normal set up. And of course, he'd encourage the cook not to spit in the guys' food, and not make a huge fuss about it. As he waited, he would head back out to make prepare another cup of espresso for his 'esteemed' guest, all while looking about to see if any other tables needed help. For the moment, it seemed a bit more quiet, but otherwise, still pretty busy.
By the time he knew it, the order was remade with souffle and ice cream in separate dishes, setting it on the tray and carrying it back. Once again, he'd expertly make his way over, setting the meal before Angelus with the same smile, his expression never faltering as he took a light bow with hand over his heart. "There we are, sir. One souffle with espresso and a dessert of soft-served ice cream on the side. Can I get anything else for you, oh esteemed guest of mine?" The sarcasm was incredibly subtle, but it was still there, those dark blue eyes flickering with a hint of amusement as he awaited the man's reply.
Don't get him wrong, Sora could care less for this trashy type of person legitimately trying to aggravate him. But he'd played that game far too long to let some upstart adult try and show him up. Besides, if he really wanted to, he could burst his bubble at anytime without lifting a finger. All it usually took for these types was to point out the flaws in their so-called air-tight plans and voila! They'd be dumbstruck. But again...he could swear he'd seen this guy somewhere. It was both annoying, and in a way, just downright creepy.
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Post by LUCIANO CORSO on Oct 2, 2012 1:16:06 GMT -5
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[/size][STYLE=height: 300px;overflow:auto;padding:4px 4px 4px;background-color:#3399FF;] Acting as if he was distracting himself by scribbling on the paper he just watched them. While he knew his friend way better then most would he hoped he would be good. Learn not to cause any problems in this place or someone would throw him out. Whether Luciano had to do it or wait for someone else to do it well only time could tell. 'Idiot...' No other thought besides that flowed through his mind why did he have to deal with this. One of the days he was technically in charge but Angelus always did odd things. As much as he wished he would grow up just a little bit and learn. Luciano growled maybe he should have gotten involved but no he couldn't. "Just remember what I told you Sora." Not that anyone heard him talking because he was away from them and just watching. A teacher seeing just how much his student had learned. But with Angelus around this was only going to be difficult. Frustration surfacing to a boiling point but he wouldn't snap. Maybe he could just feel it in the air.
It didn't really look as if he really wanted to have anything to do with Angelus. But they had to please the customers it would be the only reason he would force anyone else to deal with his friend. Biting his lip watching them gripping tight the counter. 'Try to resist you have to set examples plus he's your friend.' That annoying inner voice talked to him at random times and now just happened to be them. Simple thoughts that brought on complicated ones all over again why did this have to happen. The pounding in his head returned as he heard some of the comments really Angelus just never made things easy did he.
Even if he said to ignore him to the other customers they wouldn't be able to. How could he be so harsh? Why did he even ask that when he should already know why. He smiled at how Sora had handled that as he forced back the dizzy feeling. Moving quickly to serve other people and pick up the work for Sora while he had to deal with Angelus. It wasn't like this could really get any worse right about now.
'You are messing with the wrong people Angelus. You of all people should be smarter then that." Just yawning and giving a small sigh he focused on other things. Let them try to work this out but he had a feeling that Angelus only tried to hurt that kid. Knowing him he was probably not thinking of much else.
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ANGELUS KUSANAGI
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"Making a deal with the Devil isn't so bad when its worth it."
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Post by ANGELUS KUSANAGI on Oct 2, 2012 21:01:55 GMT -5
"There we are, sir. One souffle with espresso and a dessert of soft-served ice cream on the side. Can I get anything else for you, oh esteemed guest of mine?"
"And I said that he coffee was crap, I never said anything about the souffle. Weren't you paying attention?" Angelus raised an eyebrow, really the kid should pay more attention to the costumers instead of doing something else. But on the other hand, he was having fun. Messing with the kid was fun.
He wondered if Sora remembered him, after all he was his teacher not too long ago. So he'll just let it be until the brat remembers. Hopefully it wouldn't be long, or he would be disappointed with him. If he couldn't recognized someone who was hostile. Then how the hell was he a delinquent? It would never cross his mind if the kid's brain didn't remember him. "So you bothered the cook for nothing, such a shame." He took a bite from the ice cream.
Angelus looked at the menu once more. Ignoring the comment of him being rude. He could be a lot more crude if he wanted to. There was nothing stopping him from doing so, but he supposed he will let them off easy since Luciano wasn't feeling well If he saw the other man again he didn't know what to do.
"Anything else huh?" Angelus thought back to the menu. "I'll have the white chocolate mousse. No whipped topping, and extra raspberries."
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