He Wants To Order Novels & Stories

He asks in a calm voice, and I shake my head. "No, I haven't. I was waiting for you," I reply to him, and he nods his head. "I'll call the waiter to take your order," He says to me before he calls out to the waiter, and the young man rushes over to us to take our order. I order my favorite dish since they have it here, and he only orders a glass of juice. "Do you not have an appetite to eat?" I ask once the waiter is gone to get our order, and he shakes his head.

She stood in such a way that she was not entirely backing him now. "You don't know many things." He remarked, pointing forward because it was her turn to order. "You can order first. Are you getting takeout?" She asked while moving to the counter. He followed her, "You? Are you getting takeout?" "No, I eat here." "Ok, then." He gave the sales girl his order of orange juice and a hotdog, then said, "I'll eat here."

That definitely belongs to Ace. Halting at his table, he grinned gleefully at me. “Hey sweetheart. Working overtime?” he asked, and I couldn't find his question more ridiculous—what the hell does if it fucking looks like to this a******? Yet, he is a customer, and it will only be obnoxious of me to speak rashly. “Yes. Can I take your order now?” I retorted lowly. “Sincerely, I didn't come here for that shit; we need to leave. Mum wants us to go shopping for the upcoming prom”.

He rasped leaning towards me as I glanced up at him. “You didn’t let me eat food.” I mumbled as my eyes roamed around every feature of his face as his lips twitch from one side. “Let me order something for you?” He grabbed his phone from the night stand as it must be one his men. “I want a salad and a pasta….” “Pizza.” I cut him in between as he glanced down at me. He hesitated for a second and then he said to the person on the other side of the phone. “You heard that.” He simply stated and cut the call.

he said, gleefully. “Ohh that’s nice! What’s the best then, since you have the inside scoop!” “Actually, I can order for you if that’s okay,” he said, hopeful. “Sure, but no seafood, please,” I said. “Not a problem! Not my favorite thing either,” he said, turning to waive for the waitress.

She asked him. L looked at her weirdly. “What? No.” He replied, denying. “I was just looking around for a better place to sit in.” He reasoned. “Oh.” Mina nodded as he looked at him weirdly still. “So, can I take your order now, sir?” She asked again. L nodded. “Uhm. Yeah.” He said as he looked into the menu. “I’ll have macchiato.” He replied. Mina nodded and started to write his order.

he smiled, peeking his head into my room. “Hey Sunshine” I smiled at him. “I want to go out to get something.” He mumbled out and I nodded. “ok I'll get dressed” “No no no, you don't have to come with me, I'll go get it right now it's something really simple. I've already placed the order. I just need to do an in-store pickup so I can check it out first. Plus I'm going my Olly” he explained and sighed. “Who is Olly?” I asked

those where things that felt too extra, yes he was raised by rich parents that gave him everything he asked for,took him to elaborate places, but all that didn't matter, right now he just wanted to relax and eat. Dragging a hand through his hair, he thumbed a reply to Dante. His fingers hesitated for a moment, then tapped quickly. "You don’t need to make a reservation." He paused, chewing on his lip, then added: "There’s this new fast food joint. We could order in and sit. Tatsuya isn’t home."

With that, we walked to the counter. Before I voice my order, he says "Expresso, no cream, half cube". It's my taste but how did he know, then I console myself maybe he too has the same taste as me but he didn't order anything further. While waiting for the order. I felt his gaze on me. I don't know why he is trying to intimidate me with his creepy gaze.

I order out. What the fuck was going on, what was he doing here.