The Two O’s – Chapter 1

It was late, the doors to the restaurant had been closed for over an hour now. A few of the kitchen crew were all that was left, besides the boss and of course me. I volunteered my time to help the boss with inventory and ordering. I basically had nothing better to do, except go home to an empty house.

“Goodnight, Alexa” the last of the crew shouted as they walked out the door to their cars. “Night” I replied, locking the front door behind them.

I quickly walked toward the back, trying to ignore how creepy the dining room was now that it was empty and dark. The doors swung open roughly, the bright yellow light was blinding but comforting. The sound of a gentle bass poured from the speakers, replacing the loop of classic hell that played all day long and I smiled. She was making this restaurant all hers and that made my heart race.

“Did you ever realize how damn quiet it truly is when everyone is gone” I questioned, leaning casually against the wood frame of her office. “Yeah, no shit, people are fucking loud” all formality was gone and I chuckled. “What?” she asked, glancing up at me before continuing to unlock the safe below her desk. “It’s so nice hearing you swear” I sighed dramatically and we both laughed.

Amanda was unique, she had masculine features that mixed with her femine ones perfectly. She dressed in long black pants that drug the ground and hid her black tennis shoes. She always wore a loose polo, which was outlined by a sports bra and small bust. Amanda looked nothing like a manager but what she lacked in looks, she made up for in her work ethic. She was hard working and always gave a hundred percent. She had deep topaz eyes, with golden flecks that shimmered when she was being playful. Long brown hair that she wore in a loose pony-tail. She had a laid back personality that made her the best boss to have in the world.

I watched her strip her polo off, revealing a white tank top underneath.