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[promised_doom]

Light poured it's unwelcome rays into one certain red-head's hotel room. Amelda groaned as the sun bathed him, making the blanket he was under hotter than necessary. He ran his fingers through his unruly hair, and sat up, wincing from the sleep that wanted so desperately to consume him. Nng... Why did they have to put the bed *here*?! It really was

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[dancing_queen_]

The day had been...slow, for once. Anzu was taking this chance to get some of her homework done, when she heard someone come in. With a sigh, she grabbed her notebook and pen, along with a menu, making her way towards the table, not paying much attention to the person sitting there. She was MUCH more concerned about remembering the specials and such of the day...

Setting the menu on the table, she gave a bright smile. "Hi! I'm Anzu, and I'll be your waitress...the specials of the day are...(insert specials here). Can I get you something to drink to start out with?"

[promised_doom]

Amelda dared not look up as he recognized the voice. Once the name had been clarifyed, there was no mistaking it. He may have not known her name before, but he knew if he heard it, he'd know it. Shaking his head, he snickered with a dab of snark.

"Herbal tea... Anzu-chan," he mocked.

[dancing_queen_]

Daring to look up, Anzu's smile faltered a bit before she quickly regained herself. She had JUST started this job, and there was no way she was getting in trouble so soon because of...him.

Through gritted teeth, she replied. "Right away, Amelda...san."

[promised_doom]

Amelda smirked. "Make it quick... or I won't hesitate to file a complaint..." His smirk widened, "...Anzu-chan."

This was much too fun, and Amelda had no intentions of giving the girl a break.