One (A)Rose // Coffee-Tastic & MacabreFather

[Coffee-Tastic]

Laim gave a good laugh, liking this conversation even though it wasn't very ethical to talk trash to other workers here with a customer of that same subject. He was a easy flowing guy, so he didn't think there was any issues. "You kidding? Nobody likes him in general. What girl would put up with someone like that? With all the junk he reads, he obviously never has been with girls... Probably jacks off with his micro-penis as soon as he gets home for all I know. He just doesn't ever do anything. What's his point of even existing. Who knows." He scoffed, then sounded more interested, "But anyways. What exactly are you scouting out for?"

 

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"My server went off to help another customer," she didn't seem that concerned about that, "I asked him to keep me company, so maybe you can do that for me?" Fluttering her eyelashes, she bit her bottom lip with her gorgeous eyes looking up at him.

 

Wh... What's happening right now? Screw anyone who says I'm not attractive!! Orion sat down where Liam had been and set down the hot chocolate on the table, "I can't turn down customers, so y-yeah, of course! And it looks like your waiter is helping my table so..."

 

"You're kinda cute... what's your name? I'm Layla," she giggled, extending her hand over for a handshake.

 

Orion gulped and shook her hand gently, "Orion is my name... it's nice to meet you. You're like... really pretty." Even her name was god-like, "I-I mean you have a really pretty name... Um."

 

The blonde covered her plush red lips with her hands shyly, "Thank you Orion... You're so sweet..." Layla lifted up her high heels and gently rubbed against Orion's leg, watching his face light up with fire, "My last boyfriend doesn't know how to treat and handle a real lady..." The brunet's face was priceless, his eyes were wide and more alert then they ever have been at work. "Orion?"

 

"Y-Yes?!" His voice threw out.

 

"Do you know how to treat and handle a real lady?" her heel moved higher and she leaned forward, her breasts popping out even more than they were already doing.

 

Steam was leaving his ears and he swore, he could just start drooling, "I- Maybe... I've never had a girlfriend... I'm trying to work my way up the corporation ladder first... You know what I mean?"

 

"Oh? Well, what if you get impatient? I'm sure a lot of girls would love to snatch up a cutie like you... I'm kind of impatient sometimes... I'm quite dominant and I like taking the cute ones before others do... You don't think Im greedy for that do you?"

 

Orion shook his head, looking down at the big puppies that didn't belong to him. "No... Not at all..." He gulped and looked to the side, then right at her eyes, "So you want to have sex with me?"

[MacabreFather]

Although the annoying feeling he had in his chest still nagged him, he forced an 'amused' smile onto his face. Trying to make sure that he seemed genuine in the words he was spewing out. Really, it feels like I'm an entirely different person... But oh well! All for the greater good. "Makes sense, true. At least he makes a good wing man if you needed to impress a girl." He averted his eyes and snickered, glancing at Orion as he turned his head. He didn't actually need to be monitoring him so closely but he was worried that things would get awkward with them since the brunette confessed that he was bad with girls. Which Riddley didn't exactly understand due to him seeing males and females as practically the same things. Only difference was girls were usually sweeter to him when he randomly hugged them. Don't get him wrong though, he knew the actual differences, he just never thought about it and personally didn't see any reason he needed to label them, other than public services doing it to keep creeps at bay in public restrooms and the like. He felt a small fluttering feeling in himself as he saw that they were seemingly getting along. He wasn't sure what the feeling was but he saw it as good since he was accomplishing what he had wanted. With that, he returned his attention to the server near him. "About the scouting... Well, you told me something to keep between us, so I guess I can return the favour." He started to use a hushed tone, because in all seriousness he wasn't supposed to spread this around but... "My boss is a rich old bastard and he's probably gonna keel within the next five years... So we're trying to find the right person to take in and train to be the master once he does and... Well, let's just say all his money, butlers and possessions go to the 'heir'... But, we need to find the perfect person both mentally and physically, and he was very specific." He especially emphasized the word 'very'. Mostly because the man was indeed a very particular person. The kind of particular that makes him a control freak to be exact, seeing everything is just as he sees fit and if there's even the tiniest difference... Be it the wrong shape of utensil handle or there's a speck of blue on a plate that he didn't request for... Better get ready to redo it entirely, because he if he gets mad, he turns into a stereo typically grumpy old man. For days.

 

He glanced back to give them a second check although the time span between that and the first check was quite brief. Seems to be going... Um... Very well? He felt a strange sense of bitterness wash over him for a moment. Most likely jealousy since he was trying to get his master's attention earlier but he could barely keep it and here this girl was, keeping his eyes locked on her because she had two secret weapons that he didn't and couldn't have... So on the inside, he felt a weird sense of accomplishment and... Something that didn't feel very right to him.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"Haha, okay?" He laughed, "And you were thinking that runt was good enough for that? No, sorry to say, he really isn't... What makes the requirements for this? I don't want to sound like some guy wanting money, but I do have experience in wealth. My grandparents own an estate and anytime I come over to spend time with them, they always give me some insight about... well. Being rich." Liam laughed again. That fact was true believe it or not. Maybe he could hop onto this money train if he seemed capable enough, though just his appearance would make anyone expect for him to have a nice mansion... "Not to brag, but--"

 

He was going to brag more, but then he heard a loud ringing... That noise was familiar to him because his girlfriend used that noise as a danger alarm. When he turned around, he saw that runt Onion on his girl, Layla crying for help right afterwards.

 

 

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After spewing those words out his mouth, he felt like he made a big mistake. Why says that?! Why did I just say that? He leaned back away from the table and scratched his cheek, the long pause of him not saying anything and her not saying anything either. In his head, he thought for sure she'd ask him to leave in a scared little voice, because when he said that it was extremely desperate, like if it was a teenager that asked the question.

 

"So..." she paused, then giggled gently afterwards, "So straightforward! Yes. I would... so would you do me a favor and come give me a kiss before my server comes back?"

 

Orion got up quickly and came over to her side, "A-A... A k-kiss? A kiss, right?" This kind of situation reminded him of something that would be in a porno. If it was, he would avoid it because he was sure it would never happen in real life. But it was!

 

 

She pressed her finger on Orion's chest and ran it down his uniform shirt, herself still sitting down, "Yep... Come down here and give me all you got, baby..."

 

There was something in his brain that went off like an alarm. A tiny cricket in his head chirped like crazy. Orion was stuck again and even though he'd love to do as she says, he couldn't move. The beauty bit he lip and when her finger went up his chest again, she grabbed his collar and shoved him down. Their lips met in a simple kiss, but her mouth opened up and it was instantly more than a simple kiss.

 

People weren't paying attention to them until they saw the server fall on the woman, and all they saw was Orion kissing her... He couldn't focus on anything else besides telling himself he was so fucking lucky, but his focus was rudely brought back when he heard a loud ringing nose coming from the woman and instead of her holding his collar she was hissing his shoulders. Orion's eyes widened and the red color in his face completely flushed out, making him deathly white. "What?"

 

"Get off of me! Somebody help! Liam!" She cried out as if she was a helpless victim.

 

That's when he felt really dumb... This was His girlfriend. The girlfriend of that jerk, and it takes one to know one. At the blonde's cries, he knew he was in deep trouble and his job being a waiter was probably over. Orion broke a sweat in nervousness and he back off, "What? No! I didn't do anything! You-" he looked at the girl who was cowering away, and there was a small hint of a damn smirk at the edge of her cherry flavored lips. She wasn't a whore, she was actually a bitch.

 

Instinctively, he looked over to where Liam was and sure enough, the man there looked furious and was coming over, "You're dead meat!"

[MacabreFather]

His thoughts started racing again as he went on, although he found it funny how he was almost the exact opposite of what his boss was looking for so he unintentionally had a small smirk on his face about midway through his speaking. He wasn't blaming him for saying all of this stuff though... Who wouldn't like all of those benefits simply handed over to you? But there was always a catch. And the catch was something that this server probably wouldn't like. Alas, it seemed that it never crossed people's minds to ask why his boss didn't have an heir already, like a son or daughter to take his place but... Well, if they went to his boss' mansion, the answer would become clear after a few days. Or just in a single passing night if they got curious and decided to snoop around the mansion... If Orion does comply... Which I'm sure he will soon since it's a hard deal to pass up! ...Once I finally tell him at least. He probably will stay cooped up in his room so no worries about that. Don't want him going blind on the first day! Or is today considered the first da-

 

The noise caused him to snap back up once he broke free from the occasional imprisonment he had with his thoughts, looking around frantically until finally a chill ran down his spine when he realised the most likely source of the commotion was the exact thing he had a bad feeling about, and to his dismay, he turned around to see that the assumption was correct. But... Was it Orion's doing...? It certainly looked like it but he was almost positive that Orion wouldn't have the moxie to do such an act. Regardless to who's doing it was, the outcome was obviously going to be the same if someone else didn't step in.

If he did get onto her like that, should I let him get beaten up? But, I don't know who did it so... I must take my master's side if I can't just ask. As he thought this he got up and hurriedly ran over to them, stepping in front of his master in an attempt to stop Liam from beating the living crap out of him for a moment. At least, until he knew who was doing what. "Sir, who started this?" He abruptly asked, trying to keep it quick because he had a feeling the raging man would just move him aside.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"Her! She pulled me onto her after she said to kiss her!" His voice cracked, the nervousness getting to him. People around shook their heads at him, because they thought he did it too. Orion looked at the girl again, pointing at her, "You're such a bitch, I can't believe you'd make yourself look like a victim!"

 

Layla was bringing out tears, using a tissue to soak up her watery tears, "You're an animal! Why would I ask for something like this?! How dare you!"

 

Liam came over and shoved Riddely out the way, grabbing Orion and pushing him down, "You calling my girl a what? Dude, you better leave or else," furious, he tried to stop on the brunet, but the younger man moved out of the way before it happened, "I'll fucking kick our skull in, get out!!"

 

"It wasn't me!" he backed away and got up, nearly falling over an empty chair, "She was the one that-- Hey!" Orion moved out of the way again when Liam tried to kick him, "Okay, fine, okay! I'll leave!"

 

Layla jumped out of the seat and hugged her boyfriend, "Honey.... Comfort me..."

 

Orion looked at the people around him that were staring. He was the victim, but it didn't look like anyone would believe him.... "You know what? Screw all of you!"He pointed at Liam and his girlfriend, "You both suit each other because you're massive assholes!" He jumped, almost having the jerk kick him again. Forgetting about the man he was with before, he sneered at everyone looking at him as he backed to the exit, "I hate this place! Goodbye!" He balled his hands into fists and stormed away. "I can't believe this! I hate all of them. Fuck them! Motherfuckers!" he yelled, unable to contain his hatred for people. Anyways, who needed to work? He could just take a break and stay home. He wouldnt be able to by anything because of rent, but he could just stay home for a month. No. Two months!! Screw them!

[MacabreFather]

Even though he felt temptation to hit him so strong that it rivaled the temptation of a dog with steak dangling in front of it, Riddley knew that Liam honestly thought that Orion was getting onto this girl so he left it alone. In fact, more than wanting to punch Liam, He wanted to punch the annoying bitch that stood before him, but... Well, he tried to reason, but his side that makes him do everything he feels on impulse still hadn't been quenched, but he had never hit someone so much smaller than him before since it was his rule, one of the few rules, so he compromised in hitting the table so hard it nearly broke. Although it just cracked a little bit. Trying to soothe himself he started letting his thoughts flow. I side with my master because of who he is to me... My master. But I can't just follow him completely blindly... What if he did get onto that girl? I don't believe he did since he's... Not the type. But there's always a chance. It's like how the kinky people are always the quie- He stopped before his thoughts took a turn to become pointless again, swiftly walking out of the restaurant to try and find Orion, because if he got away now, who knows how hard it'll be to find him again. But... It's my fault. He started to feel his heart sink as he realised that if he just did what Orion had told him, which was to stay out of it, this whole mess could've been avoided. Of course, there was no way Riddley could've known that this would be the outcome, but nonetheless it was a product of his disobedience. It really is my fault... Ugh, I feel horrible... I cost him his job, which leads to losing so many other things... But what about the bright side? ...I can't find one. He kept trying to find a way to make the situation not-so-bad, but in this early stage, he found it to be rather difficult. Seeing that Orion hadn't gone too far yet, he hurried up to him, his expression looking as if he was just about ready to cry.

 

"Sir, I'm... I feel absolutely terrible for what I've done, I give my sincerest apologies and beg of you to punish me in any way you see fit..." His tone of voice was honest and the usually childlike glint in his eyes wasn't there at the moment. In fact, he actually seemed to be his age when he was like this. "I can... Drive you home if you'd like, Sir. If that's what you'd like to do first."

[Coffee-Tastic]

Orion kept walking at his stormy speed, the anger in him making his legs go faster towards his home. He almost forgot about this guy... "I always walk home. I need the exercise," it was the only one he got and until he got a new job, he wouldn't be going anywhere. He had been keeping his eyes ahead of him for the moment, his thoughts running down the gist of what to make of this. Not even Liam would do something as shitty as what his girlfriend did. The amount of anger he felt in his small form was astronomical. Angry as he was, he still didn't care about that job besides the fact he got tips and it wasn't a crazy far distance away from his house. He had no connections to anyone there, none of them were his friends and they wouldn't actually miss him at all. The real loss was getting a deep scar inside of him. You really can't trust women, can you?

 

 

When his eyes glanced at Riddley, he didn't expect to see so much regret and apology. It wasn't something he'd expect to see on the man's face so he slowed his walking to a stop. Staring at him, it took him a moment to realize what he was thinking. He was thinking that it was his fault that he talked to Liam and gave him the chance to talk to a girl? Orion shook his head after a sigh, "No, man. You don't need to apologize. How were you supposed to know that girl was rotten on the inside?" It felt weird talking to him normally, but how could he put him down when he was finally looking normal for once? Orion looked off and slouched, "Anyways... If she wasn't that guy's girlfriend and if she wasn't a bitch, it wouldn't have ended up like that. So in a way, thanks for trying... Now really, I don't need a drive, so go off to where you came from. Sorry I never got to give you your drink I suppose." He chuckled, starting to walk again. What would heal this? Beer, violent games and... cupcake flavored ice cream for is poor soul...

[MacabreFather]

"I... I see. I'll go back if that is your wish, sir. But just know, I'm not supposed to leave your side until..." He trailed off, rubbing his own cheek as he tried to think up of an appropriate way to continue what he was saying. "Well, I'll be back to tell you later." He stopped walking, looking around to try and find which way was the way to his car. It wasn't like him to stop pestering someone until their head exploded, but he was taking this as punishment since that was what he'd receive when he got back, even though he wasn't actually working for this 'boss' he mentioned, seeing as he worked without pay, just unusual benefits.

 

"Don't go too crazy, Sir. I wouldn't want to come back to you drowning in your... Whatever it is you do when you're angry." He let out a sheepish chuckle, starting to follow the path he was thinking led to his car, the anxiety building up in him for some odd reason. He didn't normally care about being punished but this time it was different. He felt like he actually did do something worthy of punishment... Probably because he was told not to come back if he didn't bring his master and he seemed serious this time.

 

What should I tell him? Should I just avoid him for the night? Just as he thought this, a chilling wind flew past him, just as a convenient reminder to the joints in his fingers that he wouldn't be sleeping much if he just sat in the back garden until morning. It's not like his boss was going to kill him or anything so he just passed off the increased anxiety as him still being rattled from the earlier situation. He'd gladly stay somewhere else, but without money aside from the bills in his wallet from earlier, he wasn't exactly sure that spending it to stay at a hotel was worth it. Not to mention his friendships... Well, he didn't have any outside of the mansion and even there they didn't exactly get along. Ah, finally! Seeing the black limousine that took up five parking spots, which wasn't his personal car it belonged to his boss, he whipped out the keys with a twirl to start it up.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Drowning in... beer cans and leftover takeout? The other man probably wasn't going to say half of that, but that's what he'd do. Orion could tolerate being looked down on, but being tricked was one thing he hated. And this time around, it cost him his goddamn job! He wasn't officially fired because he bolted out of that place, though he would be expecting a call or an email about one thing or another. He was such an idiot for thinking he would get some of her. He had just found out that she was Liam's girlfriend and, what, he was hoping that she'd be a mega slut that would go behind his back and take away his virginity? What made him think advancing was a good idea at all?! Orion hated to willingly blame himself for mistakes, but he had to be honest with himself or else he wouldn't take things seriously. He lost a job that paid decently and was close by. He will probably be looked at as a pervert if he ever came back anywhere near Rosey's.

 

This is the order of what Orion did when he go home... He locked the door, kicked off his shoes and pants. The normal routine, nothing out of the ordinary besides his rush. He opened the fridge, took out a six pack of beer and his half a gallon tub of ice-cream. His weapons when feeling down on the inside. He sat on his bed, turned on the television and turned on his game with his PlayStation controller. His place was very small, only consisting of one room, a kitchen and a bathroom. It was only him living here and nobody came over, so everything so close together was his own convenience.

 

As he suspected, he did receive a call from his workplace, but he didn't answer. He was drunk after his fourth can and he was shouting and growling at his game for being unfair, when it was him who was playing the game so poorly. Orion spent a few hours like this before the brunet literally passed out. His game was left on, the lights as well... The biggest tragedy was the fact he left out the ice cream by mistake, so it would melt.

 

Orion slept heavy after being intoxicated, the only thing waking him up was the rumbling of an erupting stomach. It was a good thing the bathroom was less than six steps away, because if it was any more, there would have been a nasty mess to clean up. After spilling back up his stomach, he leaned himself on the wall of the bathroom with himself sitting on the tiled floor. He felt like complete shit. It was as if he had fifteen cans instead of six, because he was so dizzy and he felt like he couldn't even stand. Orion gave a groan and grabbed a hanging towel, setting it on the floor so he could use it as a pillow since he didn't feel like trying to move and get back to bed. He'd just have to sleep right there. As terrible as this was... He didn't have to go anywhere, nobody was coming over and he didn't have to call anyone. Orion was in the clear to sleep all day if he wanted to!

[MacabreFather]

Driving home looked more like a mission as he broke the speed limit of every sign he had read. He'd already been given a couple of tickets before, but he was pretty good at spotting cops before they spotted him, so he could slow down and stop switching into the wrong lane just to pass a law abiding driver. So basically speaking, he had a foot of lead when it came to driving. Of course, that wasn't to be unexpected seeing as the way he acted in public was reckless so why not when he was driving? Drove his insurance through the roof but hey, he wasn't the one paying for it. ...What if that's the reason he's always mad at me? Kind of wasting his money. Or am I? Maybe he's always grumpy but I only notice it with myself. At this thought, he almost made a head on collision with a smaller car but swerved out of the way, back into his own lane and started laughing from the rush it gave him, even though it wasn't on purpose.

 

After a few more close incidents he finally arrived at the off white mansion adorned with blue and gold everywhere. Riddley was never a fan of what it looked like, but last time he said, 'It looks kind of shitty to say the least', he got punished that time too. Well, they asked his opinion and he gave it but... Not the opinion they were looking for apparently!

 

Hopping out of the car, he made his way to the large door, knocking twice before pushing them open with a bit of force. Why does he always get such heavy doors? "I'm back and I have failed my task, Mister Adkins! I'll be in my room if you need to punish me for my-" He came to a sudden stop when he realised the house was too quiet, aside from the small sound of rustling in the kitchen which was probably the only maid the boss had hired. Only maid and she was probably the best worker there. Cheery, always on time, never showed disrespect but could be a bit tough on the butlers which is where she was labeled sassy. Even though it wasn't normally sass, it's just that she didn't want to risk becoming a pushover when she had a reputation to build for the company she was hired from.

 

With that, he paced over to the kitchen and leaned into the door frame to check if it was her and to his relief, it was!

 

"Hello, Jean! I see you're the only one at home? I think." He chimed as he went fully into the room. The tile being the stereotypical black and white checker pattern that you see on the kitchen floor of rich homes in movies. Spotless as Jean was scrubbing it by hand with a large cloth.

 

"Yeah, Mister Adkins went out with the butlers to go grocery shopping. Don't even ask me why he took them all. And poor me had to stay at home and wash the floors like this!" She said that as she looked up at him with her blue eyes that were almost piercing if she wasn't giving him a fake pout to emphasize her 'suffering'. "You want to help poor little Jean? I'm almost done."

 

Without replying, he got onto his knees and took and extra towel from the bucket of suds that sat next to Jean. He would usually be chattering away, but he was a bit worried until he realised he hadn't told her about his new 'master' that he had met earlier. "Oh oh oh! I was about to forget to tell you! I can't believe it, usually I just talk and talk but I guess I was worried about getting punished later and now I can tell you beca-" He was interrupted by Jean clearing her throat loudly so he'd get on with it. "Oh, yeah, the point, thank you. I met the most wonderful person today and I'm so excited to tell him about coming here! I'll tell you all about him, everything down to his bone structure!" Which he literally would since Jean would always be willing to half-listen to him when he got like this. Better her than her not as patient co-workers.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Maybe if he wasn't sleeping on the floor of the bathroom, he could of been able to sleep a lot of the day, but a few hours after noon, 3 pm to be exact, Orion's eyes peeled open, his chestnut colors dulled and sickly, "Ah... man..." He groaned and picked up his body from the hard floor, using the sink to aid in standing up completely. Sadly, the first thing he got to see was his wrecked face. Orion's pace was gone of color, there was dried drool over his chin and his hair was stuck in some weird form that, hey, maybe an artist would find awe-inspiring. I should have forced myself to drink some water before knocking out... But damn. He honestly couldn't get up in the morning and even now, it felt like there was a pressure on him that wanted him to stay flat on the ground again. I must have had a bad reaction to it then. It could have been the massive headache he was feeling now, one that controlled his body into turning on the water to the sink to drink the water without him commanding his actions. Orion couldn't even bring himself to think about what happened yesterday, because he was afraid if he felt any kind of stress or anger, his headache might get worse.

 

It was only when he was hungover that Orion cared about being healthy. After moving out of the bathroom, he turned off the game, turned off all the lights and started to make something to eat, leaving half of his blinds open to let in natural light, only enough for him to not be in total darkness. Making an omelette with ham and toast, the brunet continuously drank water to lease his head, only thinking of happy thoughts. Rainbows. Bunnies. Money trees. Pots of gold... Pretty fairies... No. Now every time he thought of a pretty girl, a certain bitch's face always keeps popping up. So he scratched out the pretty fairies and replaced them with dragons. The cute ones like Toothless. It wasn't until he sat at his bed to eat did he think about something else. He stared at his toast as he recalled that strange man from yesterday as well. Orion couldn't remember, but had he gotten his name? Actually, he didn't get much solid information from that guy. If he was really needed, then how come the guy never asked or gave any numbers or emails to be able to get back into contact? He really was just a joker. Orion shook his head and just went on eating. He still felt like trash, but he was doing better, so that's a nice start.

 

Eating actual food helped him out, cutting a quarter out of the pain from his headache. Orion went into his cupboard for painkillers that he idiotically forgot to take earlier! But sadly, he couldn't find his casing of Advil. In that moment... Orion received a grim reminder... he forgot to restock. He didn't want to leave at all that day, it was unfortunate that he would have to go outside, even if it was to the corner store for one thing. That was the shame. That one little thing he needed would be driving his behind outside.

 

Orion put on his most comfiest sweater and grabbed his keys, only taking ten bucks with him since it was only or the painkillers... The sunlight literally made him hiss as he threw over his hood on his head to shield himself from the burning light on his hungover eyes. The short walk to the store felt like he was walking through Dante's inferno from the hell he felt over his body from having to leave the cool, darkness of his home. Orion got the pills and even a bottle of water so he could swallow three tablets right then and there in front of the store... He thought he was in the clear when he heard people shouting a name in the distance, "Maximilian! Max!" and "Come here, boy!"

 

Looking behind him at the sidewalk, all he saw was a giant, slobbering rottweiler running in his direction with it's leash loose, barking loudly. The man dropped everything in his hands and just started running as fast as he could. If he understood dogs... he wouldn't have ran. The dog wasn't mean at all and just wanted to run around and play. So because he ran, the dog started to chase him. It didn't help that he still ind of smelled like ham from his late breakfast. "H-Help!" he cried out, his hood falling off his head while running, hearing the dog bark and bark and bark and come closer. He hated dogs. Little dogs, medium sized dogs and especially the big dogs.