~ALLISON~
"This is not my order," the lady in front of me stated, gazing at the plate of scrambled eggs, two sausage rolls, two slices of toast, and an avocado spread.
“This is your order, ma’am,” I said, feeling annoyed as I flipped through my notepad, “here,” I showed her, “It says here.”
“Sweetheart, I can see you have a lot on your mind. Maybe you are stressed out, dealing with boy issues…” the lady trailed off. I cut her short before she could finish.
“Boys problems, stressed out, ma’am, I never said I was stressed out. I simply gave you what you ordered, maybe you are the one stressed out,” I shot back.
The man next to her yelled at me, getting up from his seat, but the lady held his hand, staring at their fingers. My eyes fell on the matching silver ring on her third finger.
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