Post by Rakutsu Hayasa on Dec 9, 2019 1:05:18 GMT -5
"Come again," Rakutsu said, waving to a couple that just left the restaurant. He wore a white apron, white bandana over his head, and a white face mask that covered everything except his eyes. His voice didn't hold any sort of enthusiasm or friendliness that is required of someone in his position. Instead, he only had bluntness and neutrality in his voice, in its potential place. Honestly, he was happy that they were gone.
No, not because he liked to be alone even though he liked that. The couple that was in here was talking nonstop about typical couple stuff. It made him want to throw them out. But that would ruin his grandfather's business. Damn old man. What the hell was he thinking? Leaving a him to run a small restaurant, by himself? He should have said no, but the money was nice. No one says no to good money.
Oh well, what else can he do about it? At least the shop is quiet now. Not a lot of people come in at this time, so he can get some cleaning done. The restaurant was located in the corner of a shopping district. It usually goes unnoticed unless someone is actively looking for it and knows where to look. Friend recommendations and finding the place from the internet are what kept it afloat. Grandfather was too old fashion.