100 Days With Mr Romero

CHICAGO:

They say life throws some nasty shits at you when you least expect it. Who would have thought that a one time billionaire’s wife would become a waitress. Emma had managed to secure a job as a waitress in Dreville restaurant around her street. Even though she will be paid less compared to what she earned from Sam’s club, her new job had it’s advantages. She doesn’t have to pay for transportation but just walk down there and back home when her shifts end. Also, she got to spend more time during the day at the library because she was placed on the evening shift at the restaurant which runs from 4 to 10pm daily. Emma seem to love her new job. She always had this broad smile on which cheers the customers. She is always cautious of her words and used the word ‘please’ and ‘thank You’ as courtesy demands. In a short while, the steady customers had gotten acquainted with Emma and her cheerful gestures. Rather than the phrase ‘Waitress, ‘ Some customers called out to her by her name when they needed to place others.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

In the last two weeks, Emma had introduced Mike to the library around. She came to realize that he was a more lover of books than she was. She will tell him “Mike I initiated you into the coven of literature and now you offer sacrifices more than I do. ” Basically, it took Emma a while to finish reading the book Mike will have read twice. Mike is a blogger so he barely left home. Emma and Mike had been hanging out lately. She was starting to enjoy Mike’s company and his exquisite taste in literature. However, Mike hated going to the gym so he will wave at her Emma whenever she was storming the gym in her gym clothes. Sometimes, they’ll cook together in each other’s apartment. Mike had introduced Emma to new recipes and she taught him how to make her mother’s special chicken sauce.

“Two cups of smoothie coming up shortly. ” Emma told two teenagers with a smile. They had just placed their orders. Shortly later, Emma had returned with their smoothie. “Why don’t you help us suggest a snack? ” one of the girls asked her. The other was going through the menu card and a wave of confusion was spread across her face. “Sure. ” Emma quickly replied while pulling a chair closer to them. “Okay how about an apple pie? ” she asked them. “I don’t like apples. ” the thin girl quickly replied. “So I don’t kinda know if I will love apple pie. “she quickly added. “Well, an apple pie might not exactly taste the way an apple fruit does. ” explained Emma to the thin girl with a smile. “we might as well try it. ” replied her chubby friend. “Ok I’ll get two apple pies for you. ” said Emma while getting up. “And if you don’t like it, it’s on me. ” she quickly added while the girls giggled.

It was few minutes past 10pm. Emma had closed for the day and was walking to her apartment. She saw Mike dressed in a suit. He must have probably gone out and returned from a meeting. He stood still awaiting Emma. “Hi. ” she said waving at him. “Hi Emma. ” he replied waving back at her. “How was work today? ” he asked her. “Hectic and fruitful. ” she replied smiling and he smiled back. “You look stressed out. ” he told her as they made their way to the elevator. “Yea. She replied yawning. ” They were in the elevator. “Too many orders huh? ” he said. “Yea. ” she replied. “I am so hungry you know. ” Emma said. “I know Mike. You will tell me I work in a restaurant yet am always hungry right? ” she said with a smile. “Of course Emma.” he said. “You’ll prefer to cook your meal don’t you? ” he said laughing out loud. They both chuckled. “Can I come over and make you some fried potatoes and eggs? ” Mike requested pointing to Emma’s apartment. “Sure. ” Emma quickly replied.

“I’ll peel the potatoes first. ” Mike said. “Don’t worry I’ll manage. ” Emma told him and asked him to sit. “You wouldn’t want to ruin your suit would you? ” she asked with a smile while Mike chuckled. “You read African literature too? ” he asked her grabbing a copy of Things Fall apart by Chinua Achebe from her table. “Of course. ” she replied while peeling the potatoes from the kitchen. Emma was done with the peeling so she came out and sat in the living room with Mike. “I don’t judge a book by it’s cover. ” began Mike. “I don’t care who the hell wrote it as far as the title appeals to me, I go ahead and read it. ” Mike said while Emma nodded and smiled. They talked about the themes in the books they’ve read and Emma marveled at Mike’s intelligence, his level of literal analysis and understanding of classical literature.

Emma noticed Mike scratching his neck line. Her air conditioner was faulty and hadn’t been fixed yet. “The heat is so unbearable. ” Emma confessed while Mike nodded. “Why don’t you take off your suit? ” Emma suggested to Mike after noticing his discomfort. He quickly took it off and Emma instantly got to glance at the tattoo below his collar bone. She was a bit surprised because she never taught Mike was a tattoo person. Emma then got up to check on the potatoes she had been deep frying. She came back taking off her jacket exposing her arms and her breast skin which attracted Mike. Emma’s door bell immediately rang and she quickly went to open the door. She was shocked when she saw Sam standing in front of her door at such an ungodly hour. She stared at him in amazement and Sam made his way into her apartment . “Sam! ” Mike called out while Emma looked at both guys in confusion.