|| also is my birthday and I’m a hag now

Cloud....!

I’m not telling you!

But you always leave him crying on the floor, and with a headache.

It is not!! It’s fun to watch people laugh, and smile.

“ EXCUSE me, he asked for no pickles. “

“ B-But.... I want my chick-fil-a! “

“ So rude. Would it kîll you to give us a chicken sandwich each? “

Laughing maniacally and smirking does not count....

“ .... Why are you even working at Chick-Fil-A? “

“Yes, you, silly! I don’t know anyone else called Cloud now—“ Light eyes peering closer at him, as she’d loom over with a smile. She taps two fingers against his forehead, flicking it gently; playfully.

“ I asked you first! “

.... You didn’t want pickles! It was in the sandwich.

“ What’s there to explain? We’re here because we want a chicken sandwich. “

There’s nothing wrong with letting them know politely when they’ve gotten the order wrong!

.... Fine. I get it. You don’t get paid enough for this probably, but I’d rather you work here than contemplate world domination.

YOU are the employee!

“Just saying hello. . . “ The slight, bashful tilts to his head never do get old. His presence, reluctant as it may be, lifts her lips into an amicable smile. “I’ve just not seen you in a while. You can’t blame me for getting excited.”

|| I am back after two years to not get suspended lmfao

peeking around.