Waitressing was hard. So, you’d think that waitressing during the holidays was even harder, right? As it turns out, a little tiny slice of Conservative Christian pie out in the middle of Nowhere, SC meant that there wasn’t a lot to do at Big Daddy’s. They still kept her on for the full amount of hours—they even gave her some extra ones since Christy got too pregnant to stay on her feet all day, and the tips were great. Nothing like a good ol’ seasonal reminder to these Jesus freaks that the chick in black clothing bringing your food needs to eat too, right?
“Hey Wednesday, your regular’s at the corner table.” came a voice from the kitchen, “You wanna get her?”
“Yeah, I’ve got it.” The girthy goth rolled her brown eyes and hoisted herself up.
Call me fucking Wednesday one more time.
Dani’s coal black lips formed a tight scowl as she tugged at the bottom of her Big Daddy’s t-shirt, pulling it back over the porcelain plumpness that had managed to escape during her dinner. It wasn’t enough that she was known around here as “the goth waitress”, but on top of everything, she was getting fat.
Fatter as her ex-boyfriend’s voice reminded her in the back of her mind.
Everyone put on weight during the holidays, not just her. And had he seen the rest of her family? She was fighting against genetics, boredom and comfort food, for Christ’s sake. Twenty pounds in two months wasn’t that much—and it wasn’t like he minded her fat ass when they first hooked up. She was better off without him anyway. The decent fucking wasn’t worth all the redneckery that came with dating someone with a truck that big and a dick that small.
God, when had she started jiggling when she walked? Was that recent? Like, was it the big lunches she’d started having here that did that, or all the chips. Or the sitting around all day playing Xbox. Or… maybe it was being on her phone all day looking at makeup tutorials. God, she was out of shape.
“What, no Haley today?” Dani grumbled as she lowered Courtney’s regular order down in front of her.
Christ those titties were huge.
“Oh, no… she just texted me.” Courtney sighed dejectedly, “Something about her sister coming to town.”
“Blegh.” Dani curled one nostril, “The one with the nose?”
“The one with the nose.” Courtney giggled, sipping on her tea, “Haley’s not too happy about it either.”
“I can’t imagine why, given how unpleasant she is.” Dani chuckled huskily, “And I thought Haley was bad.”
Oh shit. Had she said that out loud?
“Right? She can be such a ditz, but at least she’s not a bitch like Tara.” Courtney snorted, “Remember back in high school when she chewed out her entire French class?”
“I was there.” Dani groaned, letting the plastic red tray fall to her fluffy hip, “She was so serious too— wait, hold on…”
Dani hung the corner
“Hey Petro!” she shouted to the older man behind the counter, “I’m taking a lunch!”
And despite the fact that that was the second lunch she’d taken since she’d gotten there, Big Daddy’s Burgers and Fries wasn’t exactly busy enough to warrant her manager saying no to a little catching up…
Over cheese fries, naturally.
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