Grubhub Guy Novels & Stories

Jeremy and I walked to the till where a shabby-looking guy in his mid-thirties was standing waiting to serve us. "What can I get you?"He asked with zero effort to be polite. Obviously, the man hates his job. "I'm looking for a friend of mine... His credit card showed that he was in here earlier today." "A lot of people pass through here... It's a gas station."He glanced down at his phone screen and continued playing the game that he seemed so interested in. Anything to pass the time I guess. "I can show you a picture of him."I grabbed my phone from my pocket and chose a clear photo of Colin. I held it out to show him but he had no interest in helping."Please... Can you just look at it?"

He nods hello to the twins who are standing behind me before going ahead to introduce himself. "I'm Rob, and this is Lisa, my mate. We're chefs and owners of Fine Dining. We own food trucks and restaurants all over America..." I nod, eager for him to get on with the reason he's in my shelter. "We're hired to provide food for your shelter for as long as you want us around, Luna, and believe me I hope that will last for as long as I live." He says, grinning from ear to ear at his own joke. "Hired by who?" I ask with surprise

It was an apple product laptop "Nice" I said "Yeah thanks...ok so as I was saying" He said opening his laptop and input his password that looked neverending "I've been doing some digging on Ember...which is of course the restaurant which you're working while digging I found out that the name of the owner is Jake Stewart a former prisoner caught for drug trafficking" "Oh wow" I said and gasped

the young guy, popping out from the service window greeted, flashing us a dazzling smile. "Hurry up, please. I'm running late," Steven urged, focusing on his order. The guy, who looked to be in his early twenties looked hurt by Steve's blatant dismissal. "You didn't answer his greeting," I nudged him. "Oh hi..." He squinted at the guy's name tag. "Hi, Fabian. Please forgive me, I'm really in a hurry," he apologized. "I understand, your order is coming right up," Fabian said cheerfully and fixed our meal.

“Work has been crazy. I’ve been picking up extra shifts left and right until we can hire somebody new. It sucks.” “Darn. I was hoping,” I said solemnly. “Yeah, I know. Me too,” she said. “Now quit changing the subject! I want to know more about this date! Tell me everything.” I gave an obnoxious sigh into the phone before I began, “Well, his name is Gabe. He’s a business owner.” “Nice!” she interrupted. “Maybe that means he’ll pay for dinner this time!” I laughed and started filling out a date request on the website. “A girl can dream.”

"It's not a date, I assure you" Mystique shrugged. "I can't say no to free food" Mr. Gracias clenched his hands together. "Perfect, I will meet you tomorrow at the restaurant" "Yeah, tomorrow is fine" then, she remembered something. "Mr. Gracias, who was that man earlier. You know, the one yelling at you before?" she chose her words wisely, she didn't want to make it seem like she was stalking the guy. Mr. Gracias' expression took a sudden turn. "That's my boss, the CEO of Ps Cooperation"

a delivery guy on a black cap greeted me with a warm smile. I blink and it took a while to remember I had ordered pizza for Jav and Jas. I'm not gonna lie, I was a little disappointed but the relief that washed over me surpassed it. Returning his smile, I inch closer, reaching out for the pizza. "Thank you," I mutter as I took it from him. "Have a nice day," he grins before stepping away. As much as I'm relieved, I've got some curious little humans anxiously waiting for their supposed friend.

We went to the lobby of the building, and Allen was already parked in the driveway waiting for us. I settled in the back seat while Jack occupied the front seat, and we quickly left the building. "Do you know anything about Mr. Garcia, Jack? " "I only know that he is the CEO of Garcia's Hub. They have a few software stores here in New York, and Garcia's is one of the wealthiest families in New York. Gracia's Hub has branched out of the country as well. "Do they have any dirty records like police records? " "I don't know, Sir. I only know those also known by most citizens here in New York." I nodded and didn't ask more.

She ordered like she was my mother. I slumped back into my chair. “My phone, woman.” The truck guy announced. “Oh…you're still here.” I smiled. “Hell, yeah.” He rolled his eyes. “When your friend comes, tell her to pay for your meal.” He stood up. “What?!” I held his shirt. “I have done my best. “ He shoved my hands off and walked out. “Tsk. Cheap ass.” I smirked. I was halfway through my third pancake when the diner door slammed open.

I asked as soon as Oliver came into view with the delivery guy. Oliver turned around and had pure relief on his face upon seeing me. "Thank fucking hell you're here. I can't deal with this guy!" He threw his hands up and walked away. He might be a whiz in the tech side of this business, but I'll have to remember that he wasn't very good with customer service. "Hey, I'm DrakeHudson, the owner of this place. What seems to be the problem?" The delivery guy threw daggers at Oliver's retreating back before he looked at me and shook my hand.