It was bound to happen [AVA]entually

[Oliver Axel Linuson]

Workin' Clothes

It wasn't that busy today, in fact, it was kind of slow. Which was a little odd, since it was Lunch Hour and normally a hoard of people would be coming by to have this places $5 lunch special. Not that Oliver minded, its just, the daughter wasn't here today. Apparently she had gotten ahold of some of that new fall sickness, and was in bed with a fever. Poor girl. So now here he was, being both a assistant chef and waiter since she wasn't able to work and she was the only one that was able to work today. The others were apparently off for some vacation time. Jeez.

Right now Mr. Freeman was in his little spot in the back, working out some things about this and that, he never really paid any attention to him, just as long as he got his weekly pay. However, since there was nothing else to do, he started to clean off the tables again, from this morning, washing away the small amount of dust that just happened to come after a few hours. Reorganized the sugar packets, and made sure that everything was in perfect order, his OCD was kicking him hard today since he didn't have to hear customers yelling at him to get this or make that.

He was just finishing with the last table, he had the sugar packets spread out on the table and he was ordering them by color and brand when he heard the door bell chime. Sighing Oliver said loudly, "Hey there, just a second! I am almost done." he couldn't see, he was a little far off, he finished a minute later, and swiped the table again one last time. Then, he looked in the kitchen as he made his way to the front, telling the chef to get his burners going, "Good afternoon, may I help you?" he asked with a small smile to the customer, as he turned back around to do the usual greet and be polite or they'll give you a lousy tip order by Mr. Freeman.

[Ava Kee Meyers]

Ava’s feet padded continuously on the concrete as she sprinted, running her thoughts away. There was nothing quite like a good run to get rid of some suppressed anger. The surroundings did not even exist to her right now, blurring by as she breathed out in steady breaths. She always ran when not having to meet up with the gang or hanging out with friends or going to the bar. She just needed to get away from her past sometimes because the idea of her parents dead still crossed her mind every now and again. Certain thoughts or people triggered the images of them in her head and she could not stop them or block them out. Something so powerful just weakened her at the snap of a finger.

Her breaths only grew heavier as she sprinted for another ten minutes, the heat getting to her. She needed to cool off and was thoroughly dehydrated, so she needed to find a place to sit and relax for the next few moments. At that moment, the surroundings became much more noticeable and she recognized the stores that line the strip mall on either side of the street. The place that her eyes first fell on was the Freemans Diner. She had never gone into the restaurant, but she assumed they would allow her to have a seat and possibly drink some water.

She slowed to a jog before opening the door as a bell seemed to chime upon her entrance. She saw a man being taken care of by a waiter, one of which was attractive. But Ava was not exactly the type to just fall for a guy just for his appearance, in other words, she was not a slut just looking to get laid. She glanced around and took a seat at one of the booths in which she finally looked down at herself. She definitely was sweating quite a bit and her run had proven to be slightly more intense than usual. She had tied her long, straight black hair up into a pony tail, the strands falling over her cleavage that was slightly shown by her work out tank top. She spaced for a moment as she crossed her legs, her back leaning against the wall next to the booth.

[Oliver Axel Linuson]

Ah! Another one costumer. Joy. Oliver took a quick peek over the shoulder of the man who was currently talking to him about where he would like to sit, and saw that the next costumer was actually quite attractive. However, not matter how beautiful she was, she didn't look much older than 21, which to him, wasn't old enough for his tastes. Eh. Oh well. He seated the male at the counter just like he asked and told him that he'd be right back, he had to wait on the others.

With a quick stride in his step, the brunette made his way to the attractively beautiful but not old enough woman who looked like she had just been running a couple miles. He turned around and went into the kitchen, grabbed a clean clear tall glass cup and filled it a lot of ice and full of water. Then he grabbed a couple wash clothes dampened one and left the other dry and walked back to the woman. "Good lunch hour Miss! How may I help you today?" he asked her as he set the water down in front of her, "May I offer you a washcloth? To cool yourself down with first? And then a dry one to dry yourself with?" he asked first, but then set the clothes down anyway, she could use them if she wanted to. She really did look fine, her cleavage was showing a little, and the way that her hair just sat right there. Hm boy, if only she was older!

But, he was on the job, so he couldn't say such things out loud, so instead out came the words, "Here is our menu, we have our $5 lunch special on right now, it's on the back, anything you want just for a measly $5! I'll be right back to ask you what you want to drink and, maybe if your ready to order, eat!" with that he turned on his heel and walked swiftly toward the other male and took his orders before he went into the kitchen again to help make it with the chef. It took him ten to fifteen minutes to come back to the Miss, the chef wasn't done cooking the meal for the other customer but he could handle the rest himself.

So now Oliver came marching right back up to her, with a smile on his face. "Ready to order?" he asked.

[Ava Kee Meyers]

Ava smiled politely and she did not even get a word out before he gave her just what she was asking for. And she parted her lips to say something, wondering what he was thinking and she just sighed as he left. She watched him walk away and just relaxed, listening to her heart thump as things blurred around her. People had a tendency to make her out younger than she was and she did not know he was judging her to be this way. But she really didn’t mind. She was 22 and just took good care of her body. Her maturity was a little ahead of people her age, but she still had a lot of fun with people she got along with.

When he came back, she had still been completely spacing out and jumped. “Oh my you scared my 22 year old heart.” She laughed softly and looked up at him with a kind smile. “I don’t need anything beside this water. Just got done with my run so.” She shrugged softly and remained relaxed against the wall. “Is it okay if I just get water and rest here for a moment?” She questioned him, knowing that some places really appreciated you actually getting something instead of occupying space. But that was when she realized there was not many people here and there ought not be really a reason she cannot stay.

She looked back up at him and wondered how old he was because he seemed about her age, but he actually looked his age. She wouldn’t mind having someone in her life that meant something more than a friend, but she felt like she would be one of the most complicated women to be with. She had a lot of baggage or so it seemed to her. She just looked away from him and sighed softly to herself, starting to convince herself that she would never find someone who would love her the way she had always wished. She was very independent and what if they were complete opposites or completely the same?

[Oliver Axel Linuson]

He jumped when she jumped, totally wasn't expecting that reaction out of her, he just smiled sheepishly, "Ahaha, sorry 'bout that. Golly, your 22? I though you were 21! Good job girl, you take care of your body pretty finely if I do say so myself," he winked at her and nodded to her when she explained that she was just here to cool off from a run she just ran. He knew the feeling, he ran a lot as well, not just in Track when he was in High School, but also for his job. Running was a thrill, you felt like you could take on the world! But you had to stop and rest, and that's just what she was doing.

"Nah, it's no problem at all, since we're..." he looked around and made a face, "A little slow today, it's totally cool." he assured her, it was painfully slow, he was glad someone here was worth talking to. That other guy was a complete douche, must be a lawyer, all lawyers were douches. Oliver looked down at the little lady, and he smiled, "So whats your name miss? Mines Oliver! Mind if I sit with you and talk? Nobody else is around, my breaks coming up soon, and I am so bored. I organized every single sugar packet on each table," he laughed nervously, he wasn't too good with new people at first, so he was sort of babbling. He hoped that she wasn't turned off by the way he was trying to make casual conversation and sort of just trying to make a friend. Not a whole lot of people liked to run, just for the hell of it, and anybody who did, was a-okay in his book. Plus, she didn't look like bad of a person.

[Ava Kee Meyers]

She blushed softly and smiled wide, “Why thank you. You aren’t that bad yourself.” She gave him a look as to imply he looked attractive himself. There was this urge to run in her all the time, just run without stopping and she could have for hours. There was something about running that helped her deal with everything that was going through her head. Just like how a writer confided in the words that they may have scrawled across a pad of paper. There were so many things that could express who you are, express what you are feeling, or what is happening to you.

She smiled a bit as he rambled and she figured he took interest in her or he was just really nervous. But she found it slightly cute and she laughed softly. “My name is Ava and yeah, I would be too at this rate.” She said gesturing to the empty tables. “But you are very welcome too. Plus, it’s nice to have someone to talk to. Do you run any? I mean you seem like you take care of yourself pretty well also?” She muttered to him, wondering if that came out weird to him. She was a bit worried that something she would say would turn him away, but she would move on. Ava was very secure with who she was and if someone simply did not like her, she moved on to her life. She had support, the Tigers and they were her family. She was grateful for them, because without them, she would be alone. She really had no place to crash before she met the Tigers, but she earned a place to sleep when she showed her talents and found a place in the group. There were rewards for being a necessity to a gang and she only found her happiest moments with them.

[Oliver Axel Linuson]

Small blush ensue, however he just continued to smile. "Why thank you! I try to take care of it, the ladies like a fit man, or so that's what I hear anyway, are you girls secretly in love with beer bellies?" he joked, he actually didn't just take care of himself because of the ladies. Thanks to his parents both working in some fashion of taking care of your body, he grew up with having to be healthy if anything else. He could have dropped out of High School and they would have been fine with it as long as he didn't get fat. What loving parents. But no, he took care of himself out of habit, and just for his love to be healthy, and being active. He couldn't be still for too long without moving something, which got him in a lot of trouble over the years.

With a huge smile on his face Oliver took a seat across from her and leaned against the table with his elbow, "Ava, what a pretty name! And thank you for taking pity on me, I really appreciated it." he chuckled a little and when she talked about running he nodded his head animatedly, "Hellz to the yeah I run! I run everyday, I was in Track and X-County when I wasn't in the Boxing Team at my High School. Running is my life, sort of, I run to think, run to relieve stress, run to exercise, run for the hell of it, run to just do something if anything! The thrill you get when you run is the MOST amazing thing ever, sometimes I like to close my eyes just for a split second and pretend that I'm actually flying," his eyes during that little monologue glazed over with complete bliss, he took in a deep breath afterword and let out a sheepish laugh. "Ahaha, sorry, that was sort of silly of my to say." he bit his lower bit, and his eyes looked at the table and not at her, man, he sort of sounded childish there.

[Ava Kee Meyers]

She laughed at his joke and smirked a bit. He had a sense of humor and she admired that. There was something else that the man in her life had to had only because otherwise it might be slightly boring. Everything about Oliver seemed cute even though he just seemed a bit nervous, but if they kept talking she had a feeling they would be fine around each other. She just was looking for friendship although she wouldn't necessarily mind a relationship.

When he ranted, she smiled wide, laughing softly at it. She found him adorable in the way he said that. "I feel the same way so don't be embarrassed, I found that little rant kind of cute actually." She spoke back to him with a smile as her nose wrinkled cutely. She hadn't been herself like this for a while and she missed it. Not too many people really saw this side of her, even in the gang. But she felt comfortable with Oliver, but she knew she shouldn't trust so easily.

"You should come running with me some time. I bet it would be fun." She smiled as she thought about the idea. Running would be fun with someone at her side who enjoyed the activity as much as she did. "Don't you think?" She questioned, wondering if that would appeal to his interests.