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Good Eats [Tom] Jan 5, 2020 12:26:33 GMT -5

Post by kap on Jan 5, 2020 12:26:33 GMT -5

Gardenia Sinnoh

The sun shone in through my bedroom window that morning, piercing through my eyelids and causing me to awaken. I got up out of my bed and got dressed for the day, pulling my fiery red hair back into a neat ponytail. I decided to go out for breakfast this morning, as Cynthia had finally decided that I was old enough to wander the District on my own. Therefore, bringing Twiggy, my pet turtle, along with me, I headed out the front door, and began to look for somewhere to get some food.

Arriving at a small diner, I went inside. Twiggy was hidden in my bag, as most food establishments wouldn't allow you to being in pets. I took a seat, and began to look over the menu. When I'd decided what I wanted to eat, I looked around to see if there was a server nearby. When I spotted someone who appeared to work there, I spoke up.

"Excuse me? I'm ready to order," I told them.

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Good Eats [Tom] Jan 5, 2020 13:32:13 GMT -5

Post by Tom on Jan 5, 2020 13:32:13 GMT -5

Roarke Oreburgh

Mornings were always busy with customers, people heading off to work who wanted their daily dose of caffeine to keep them going in the field and orchards. She's been serving coffee and nutritious homemade breakfast that her father made for all of them. Ma would be proud of them both for keeping this place standing. A proud grin spreads on her face as she stares at the lovely customers, with a pen and paper in hand, writing down order after order as she heads back to the window to ring the bell and speak off the order after clipping it to the thing.

"Please get table four's order, papa. They've been waiting a bit longer than the rest."

A soft on it reaches from the back as the smell of sizzling hashbrowns and bacon comes through. After a moment, she pauses, noticing a young girl who was just as cute as a button. A friendly smile plastered onto her lips as the girl spoke to her. A gently few words falling before her as Roarke smiles more and pulls the pen from behind her ear and slips her hand into the apron pulling out a notepad.

"Hi! Welcome to our diner, I'm Roarke. What would you like?"