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“Sooo…How much do we hate ourselves?” Trinity asked, making her way from the kitchen to the shared living room she and Dennis shared.
Dennis, who had been sharing the apartment with Trinity for about 2 weeks now after she found out he was homeless, looked up from his laptop and raised his eyebrows in a shocked, but not surprised look.
“I mean…Head first from the roof sounds good, but I’d settle for a hungover after a night out” He says, looking at Trin.
“Ha ha, very funny Huckleberry! Ya know that new restaurant that opened? The canadian one”
“Oh yes, uuh…White Spot or something? Why would a Canadian restaurant open here?-“
“No fucking clue, don’t ask me, ANYWAYS! I sent both of our resumes to them, they are looking for hosts and servers!” She says, smiling as if she just gave him a very expensive birthday gift.
He opened his eyes wide, putting his laptop aside and going to her, “What? Huh? Trinity, when- we don’t even have time to get laid! “ He says, grabbing Trinity’s phone and looking at the ‘We have received your application!’ Email.
“We can work on weekends! We don’t have shifts then!” She says, still smiling big, “Besides, the only uniform is a black shirt and black pants! I look good in black!”
Dennis sighed, looking up at the ceiling as he thought, god gimme patience for I WILL crash out.
A fee seconds later, he looks back at Trin and smiles softly, “you are a lucky bitch, I need money”
“Ye! Yeah, ya do! Let’s go, Huckleberry!!”
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Well, surprisingly to Dennis, not even two days later, they are both starting their first shift at the restaurant.
Trinity was the one to go shopping for the black pants and black shoes they needed, and Dennis was regretting not going with her just a tinyyyyy lil bit.
She got herself and him some Bell Black Jeans, the ones where they hug your whole body from waist to knees and from there it opens up. It accentuates his figure, but he isn’t used to it.
For shoes, she couldn’t do much, they had to be non-slip and black so she just went with some boring black nikes.
“Your first paycheque comes to me, ya hear Huckleberry?!” She said after she gave him the clothes.
But anyways, he will live, it isn’t the end of the world that some pair of pants actually makes him look good.
Their first shift isn’t terrible! They are both assigned a senior server that will teach them and share a section with them for the first five shifts.
Dennis does manage to spill some vanilla milkshake on him tho…
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While those two were having their fun first shift, somewhere else at a townhouse…
Robby had finally finished whatever THE FUCK he insisted was more important than laying down with his husband who, very happily and very rarely, had a night off.
“So, how did it go? Had fun fucking some other men?” Jack asked, chuckling as he looked at his husband
“If by ‘other men’ you mean me trying to fix our precious coffee machine, yes! I managed to get working again!” Robby says, giving Jack a quick peck on his lips and laying down.
Jack laughed, going back to looking at his facebook on his phone… You know, old man do old man shit, when he saw an announcement and smiled
“Hey, remember when I went to Canada for that seminar?” He asked, looking at his husband ( who now had his glasses on and was doing a crossword )
“Uuh..yea? I think so, yea, why?” Robby asked, looking at Jack and putting his crossword down
“One of the restaurants I went there opened here! We should go some time!”
“Hm, not a bad idea…” Robby says, smiling and kissing Jack’s lips gently, “Next day off we have, we can go, ok?”
“Okay..~” Jack says, smiling big and looking at his husband, “sooo…You’re just going to look all sexy with those glasses or are you going to fuck me?” He whispers, looking at Robby, who just chuckles and puts his crossword at the bedside table.
Robby gently kissed down Jacks cheek to his neck, leading the man to his lap…
…And I think we all ( yes, we all, I’m looking at yall reading this! ) know where this is leading to!