for themorals // T or C -verse

[theconsequences]

The nights were already getting warmer, and Mack always liked to take advantage of the comfortable weather. Usually by slipping on a tight dress and heading to a party, but the clock was moving to slow for her to think about anything beyond where the hell she put her eyeliner.

Mack slouched on the diner counter, her chin propped up on her fist, her eyes glazed over as if she was staring through the clock rather than at it. The diner was relatively busy, her tables neglected as she sighed heavily and finally turned to look at her fellow waitress.

"Izzy. Hey, Iz." She kept her voice low, trying to not to draw too much attention from the manager. Mack had already been yelled at twice today for loitering behind the counter and she highly suspected she might get fired the third time. Well, for the evening, anyway. There wasn't exactly a line out the door of people jumping for waitress jobs and Mack had already been "fired" at least five times in the last six months. "You gonna go with me to that party tonight or no?"

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[themorals]

Izzy's lips pressed together in annoyance. She didn't get why Mack just always looked at the bad parts of everything. She knew they didn't have the best job in the world but it was a job and that was totally more than some people had. And it wasn't the worst job, they could have worked at a trash collector, right?

She sighed and reached up, brushing a whisp of hair out of her face with the back of her hand. "Duh, of course I'm gonna go with you. But first you gotta actually do your own end of shift work." She looked over at her friend, trying to shoot her a stern look. "I'm totally serious, Mack."

[theconsequences]

Of course, she was being Little Miss Responsible about it. If it was Mack's call, she'd rather they both skip out before closing time and leave it all to the boss. She couldn't really afford to lose her job, though, and there was a small part of her that was probably thankful that Izzy tried to keep her a little under control.

"Fine, fine, whatever. I'll do my work but no complaining and you have to stay at the party the whole time, comprendes?"