Rose was having another boring day in diner, waiting tables, cooking meals, washing dishes, cleaning the cookers wasn’t exactly here idea of fun. The kitchen was quite small consisting of two cookers, a washing machine, and several counters & cupboards. At the back were the delivery doors, to their left was the freezer room Rose had decided to take a break and she was sat atop one of the cupboards facing the delivery doors. She reached into a pocket in her shirt took out her packet of Marlboros and a lighter. She fished a cigarette out of the packet and lit it. She inhaled deeply on the cigarette loving the feel of the smoke hitting her lungs, she exhaled blowing smoke into the empty kitchen.
Mike was always telling her not to smoke in the kitchen as it wasn’t hygienic, but Mike was ill and she didn’t really care. Rose hadn’t really expected her life to turn out like this. Back when she was living in England, she had had all these dreams and aspirations of going to Hollywood and becoming a star. She’d saved up for two years and had spent every waking moment dreaming about coming to America. Then she had come over and that was where it all started to turn to shit. She had hitched a ride with these two guys who said they were going to L.A too. She couldn’t believe her luck, but it had all been too good to be true they scammed her and took all her money. Luckily they had dumped her near the diner.
Mike had taken pity on her and offered her a job, and the rest was history. She thought about saving up enough cash to go back to England, but she had built up all these wonderful dreams and fantasies and she didn’t want to have to face everyone back home with not having fulfilled a single one of them. Strangely this place felt more like home than anywhere else had. She guessed it was because she got on with Angeline, Emily and Mike so well. She flicked the ash from her cigarette into a plate beside her. Rose wondered what Emily was up to, she wondered whether or not she had decided to make a move on that customer after all.
Rose’s musings were interrupted by a loud knock on the delivery doors. Rose slipped down off the cupboard to go and answer the door. She thought it was most likely to be the delivery guy. She pulled down the security bolts, and pulled the double doors open. In front of her was the delivery guy. Rose had always had a thing for him but as Mike always dealt with the deliveries she had never had a chance to act upon it. He was about 6’5 very well built and muscular. Rose doubted she could have got her hands around his arms they were so thick. His hair was jet black and came down to his cheeks nicely framing his face. She couldn’t help notice his eyes, which were a very dark brown. He was wearing a sleeveless vest and a pair of tight blue jeans. Rose licked her lips slightly at the sight of him. |