Routine (Open)

[Carleigh Davidson]

The morning shift at Bessie's was Carleigh's favourite shift to work. Not only was it busy, which meant more tips, but it also helped to provide some semblance of a routine to her life. Wake up, drink some coffee, get ready and go to work for half the day. It was kind of a lull at times, but that was also expected. Already, the blonde missed the feeling of having something more to her day, but by the time she got off work she was too tired to even think about going out. 

Work provided some meaning to her life. It made Carleigh feel capable of actually doing something for herself. Undeniably hard, but worth it.

She tried not to get sidetracked by her thoughts. Being a waitress meant she had to stay focused during her entire shift while presenting herself as bubbly and awake. The former was easy; the latter a little easier after a couple cups of coffee. The blonde tucked her notepad and pen in the pocket of the apron she wore as she grabbed a tray of drinks for one of the larger tables in her section. Once those were served, Carleigh turned and noticed that another table had been filled.

Approaching, the blonde gave a beaming smile. "Hi there, my name's Carleigh and I'll be your waitress for you today. Can I start you off with anything to drink?" The number of times she had to say that already today was mind-numbing, but she was careful not to break the cheerful image she was used to portraying. 

[Grayson Sato]

Grayson was in a pretty lousy mood. His stupid insomnia was taking a toll on him. Grayson thought perhaps some fresh air and a change in location might help ease his grumpiness. The man waited at the bus stop. He boarded the bus. He wasn’t sure where he was going and that it didn’t matter to Gray. Maybe he would just ride the bus circuit and get off where he started. Grayson rested his eyes letting the bus take him where ever. His stomach rumbled. Gray realized that he hadn't eaten yet. When the bus came to a stop, Gray got off. He was now in search of food. He found a diner and made his way to it.

Grayson was seated at table and was told that the waitress would be with him shortly. Grayson took the menu. He browsed the menu while he waited for the waitress. He couldn’t help but think about his time traveling. Gray had stopped at countless diners to get a bite to eat. Some diners were good and other not so much. Some had great service and others had service that didn’t give two cents. Some had fantastic food and others had very questionable food. Diner food to Gray was like comfort food whether food was good or not.

Grayson looked up when the waitress came over. Gray lucked to have the cute waitress. “Hi Carleigh. Yes you can, what ever your strongest coffee is.” Gray said with a not-so-sweet smile. He tried his best to keep his grumpiness to him self. Just because he hadn’t been sleeping well the past few nights didn’t mean he could take it on Carleigh who did nothing expect her job.