[IC] Tyler Night/Flatlandgirl-Slice of Life

[Tyler Night]

5 am, Tyler makes his way onto the campus to start his day with his food truck. The trucks diesel engine rumbling as he makes his way through the alley ways between the on campus businesses. The fumes from the exhaust smelling like chicken and French fries, he comes out of the alley way and turns the corner taking up residence in the area between several book stores and across the street from the library and up the street from a bar. Tyler opens up the curbside window to take orders and turns on the gas and starts up the generator running all the electrical components. He flips on the open sign and waits for the morning rush.

[FlatlandGirl]

Mycha rolled over and slammed her hand down on her alarm clock. She had no desire to be awake yet, but she couldn't afford to be late for classes... and the job hunting. She slid out of bed, quickly undressing get and hopping in the shower with her 80's rock blaring to wake her up. She could hear her roommate banging on the door, telling get her to hurry so she hurried and wrapped up in a towel and exited the bathroom to dress. Before long she was dressed and out the door headed to campus.

[Tyler Night]

Tyler peaks out of the back of the truck noticing a few people walking up he heads back over to the grill and sure enough the people walk right on up, a couple of frat boys who seem to be showing bits of a rough night. He smiles and says. "You guys look like you could use the remedy." the 2 guys laugh and each put up 5 dollars. Tyler grabs a couple pretzel buns and butters them, setting them down on the grill top then slaps 2 patties of cubed sirloin and new york strip down. While the meat cooks he gets out 2 swiss and 2 cheddar cheese slices for the burgers and cracks 2 eggs on the flat top, flipping the patties searing the second side then tosses on his burger seasoning. He grabs the cheese and tosses 1 of each of the cheese slices on the burgers then covers them up squirting some chicken stock underneath to steam them. He grabs the buns slathering it with mayonnaise and flipping the eggs seasoning them with tony chacheres creole seasoning. He then uncovers the burgers tossing them on the buns followed by the eggs, he wraps them up with butcher paper and serves the guys with a smile. "Come back again." The guys nod to him and take off eating their burgers on the way.

[FlatlandGirl]

Mycha hurried down the street, noticing a line of people at a food truck. She wondered if there was coffee there. She needed coffee. Glancing down at her watch she gave a slight squeak when she saw the time. "Crap!" No time for coffee! Putting her long legs to use she started jogging to class. It was senior year, she didn't want to start of on the wrong foot already!

[Tyler Night]

Tyler watches as the girl passes shrugging his shoulders, he goes back to serving the line of people taking care of most of them by the time the girl turns the corner. He gets 3 more girls coming up who order 3 different breakfast burritos, 1 chorizo, 1 filet mignon and 1 triple pork. He wraps up 3 small wraps per order and serves them taking their money. The girls stand under the awning on his truck eating them. Suddenly one of the girls pops up in his window. "Hey, can we get some of that salsa you use on your 5 alarm nachos?" Tyler smiles and grabs 3 plastic shot cups filling them with the salsa. He hands them over. "Be careful." the girl smiles and sits down with her friends. Tyler sits down at the end of the grill on a makeshift chair, made out of milk crates with a thick foam pad on top of them. As he leans back he hears. "Oh my god!" he looks at the window expecting to see one of them in the window wanting to buy some milk but it never happens. He leans back again and waits for the next rush.

[FlatlandGirl]

Getting out the door of her classroom five minutes late she walked in, the stares of classmates and the professor making her feel silly. "As I was saying, this is an introductory course to philosophy. .." he continued on and Mycha slapped her forehead and flipped through her phone. She was in the right classroom at the right time, but on the wrong day. She didn't have class for another hour! Quietly, she slipped back out of the room and stood there in disbelief. "What a numbskull." She said as she wrapped her arms around herself, stomach growling. That's it, you're getting fed you little demon, you." Walking back to her dorm room she could smell the food from various venders. Then she saw the food truck again. Pulling her backpack off of her shoulder she checked to see how much money she had in her wallet. She had enough.
Mycha walked up to the window of the truck, trying to ignore the girls who sat nearby. "Ahem." She cleared her throat. "Excuse me."

[Tyler Night]

Tyler hears the girl call out, he stands up and walks over to the window. He looks out noticing the girl who had passed by. "Welcome to Pub Crawl. Since this is your first time here I think it is fair to tell you, we have nothing but bar food here. What can I get for you?" He slides out a menu showing the array of breakfasts and remedies as he liked to call them.

[FlatlandGirl]

"Hi," Mycha said flashing a smile then glancing down at the menu. "Would you do me the honor of surprising me with one of your breakfast burritos?" She looked up at him and smiled again. "Making decisions hasn't gone well for me this morning, haha."

[Tyler Night]

"Not a problem." He grabs out some shredded muenster cheese 2 eggs and looks through the meat, finally deciding on some surf and turf sausage made with 3 cuts of beef, shrimp, lobster and crawdads. He removes them from the casing tossing it on the grill, as the sausage cooks he cracks the eggs into a bowl and begins whipping them with a long tine fork for several minutes. He chops the sausage up and flips it over and covers the meat with the eggs letting it coagulate for several minutes while he prepares 3 blue corn tortillas in the deep fryer. Flipping the eggs and meat together he chops an onion and tosses it in with the eggs finally tossing the cheese on it. He cooks it a few minutes longer before pulling the tortillas from the deep fryer, he fills each tortilla with the scrambled eggs and rolls them up after closing off each end. "4 dollars please." he says as he places them in a container and sends them out the window.

[FlatlandGirl]

"Wow, that looks amazing." She said thumbing through her wallet for the cash. She had $7 so she pulled it out and handed it over to him. "Keep the change." She smiled then grabbing her food and stepping back into the sun and sitting in the lawn. She bit into her burrito and sighed in satisfaction. Yes, letting him surprise her had been a very good choice. As she ate she pulled out her schedule one more time to confirm when her next class was. 45 minutes and the building was right across the way. Stuffing the schedule back in she pulled out her sketchbook and looked for something interesting to draw while she finished eating. Building. Building. Students. Preppy girls. Food truck. Building... food truck? Sure, why not. Pulling out a charcoal pencil she started to rough in the shapes of the truck and people around it. She finished her food then set herself an alarm on her phone so she wouldn't get distracted to the point of missing class.

[Tyler Night]

He smiles at her. "Thank you, let me know if you need anything to drink." He goes back to relaxing at the end of the grill while he waits for more people to show. Knowing that he will be lucky to see more than 1 or 2 more people show up between then and noon.

[FlatlandGirl]

Mycha put away her things when her alarm sounded and she stood and threw away her trash as she went to her building for Advanced Art Theory. She found a spot close to the front of the class and waited for th teacher to arrive, her tablet pulled out and at the ready for notes. After an hour of that she headed to her next class then her next, then it was lunch time. She had no more cash to buy food, but she wasn't really feeling dining hall food either. Oh well, she thought, I'll just go talk to Axel at the bar and see about getting my job back.
Walking back through campus and passing the food truck again she tried to ignore the yummy smells coming from it, and the equally yummy personage who manned it. She entered the bar, The Mixer, and gave her eyes a second to adjust to the dim light. She saw the bartender Vin behind the bar cleaning things up. "Hey Vin," She said waving when he noticed her. He flashed a smile her way. "Hey, yourself, gorgeuos." He said winking. "You looking for Axel?" He asked as Mycha walked over and set her backpack on a bar stool. "Yeah," She replied as she pulled back her long blond hair into a ponytail. "He around?" Vin nodded and shouted towards the back room for his boss.
Axel came from the storage room holding a clip board. "Well, if it isn't our favorite little bar maid!" He said setting the clipboard down and embracing her. "you here to get your job back?" He said with an arm draped around her slim waist. "You know it!" Mycha responded with slight giggle. "You know I could never go anywhere else. I've worked here for the past 4 years working my way up from waitress to bartender and you think would seek employment elsewhere?"
"Nah." He said, giving her a squeeze before going to his office to grab some paperwork for her . When he came back he set them on the bar with a pen, "Can I put you on the schedule for tonight?" He asked as he slid behind the bar to a white board with shifts on it. "Sure." Mycha said looking up from filling things out. "Good." Axel wrote her name in big letters on the board. "We'll got lots of business once word gets out that you're back in town." Blushing, Mycha finished then pushed the papers across the bar. "there you go, boss." She winked then grabbed her bag and headed out. "see you at 6!" Axel called after her. Laughing, Mycha made her way back to the building she spent most of her time in. Once again ignoring the tantalizing smells of the food truck. She decided to sit on a bench and doodle while waiting for her next and final class of the day.

[Tyler Night]

Tyler works through lunch, eventually having to shutdown for an hour to make a trip to the grocery store. Picking up a few hundred dollars worth of meat and produce to continue through the day. As he gets back to where he was parked he notices a group of people numbering in the dozens waiting around. He pulls up and parks again and sighs both contently and out of pure disbelief. "I'm gonna have my work cut out for me." Tyler then goes to the back and begins preparing the new food for dinner. He leans out the window. "Dinner will be ready in 15 minutes, you can still purchase lunch but be warned, we only can serve chicken fajitas, burritos and tacos right now." Some of the people waiting around walk up and order a few fajita's finally wiping out the rest of his chicken. Tyler calls out once more. "Chicken is now 86'ed, need to prepare the rest of the food, dinner will be ready in 15 or 20 minutes." He starts making stuff for the dinner menu at about a quarter to 5. By 5 the food is prepared and ready for dinner. People begin coming up to order and Tyler directs them to the bar to enjoy the evening. Having a partnership with the bar having its benefits for money for both the food truck and bar alike. The bar filling up with patrons rather quickly on a friday night.

[FlatlandGirl]

Mycha dressed in her black tank top and slid on her black button up shirt and tucked it into her jeans that made her but look amazing, she got better tips in these jeans. Pulling her hair up she walked into the bar, greeted by the cheering of a few of the patrons. "look who showed up!" Vin said smiling. "Shut up." She replied getting behind the bar. She immediately started mixing up drinks and handing out beers... and getting good tips as she withstood the lame pickup lines of some of the guys... and the occasional chick.

[Tyler Night]

Tyler works for a few hours longer before finally shutting down for the night at almost 10. He pulls down the grate for the window locking it up and locks up the entire truck afterwards to be safe. He walks off the truck after grabbing some money from the till leaving most in there for the next time he comes out to sell food and steps down onto the sidewalk stretching out and cracking his back. Being in the truck for nearly 18 hours left him in need of some refreshments. He heads into the bar heading straight to the counter. Sitting down in one of the bar stools with a sigh.

[FlatlandGirl]

Mycha smiled as she wiped off the counter with a towel and then walked over to Tyler. "Evening." She said, just loud enough to be heard over the music. "What can I get for you?"

[Tyler Night]

"I would like a surfer on acid." Tyler raises his arms and bends backwards his back popping loud enough to be audible over the music, some people look at him cringing, one guy near the end of the bar hollers out. "Are you breaking sticks down there." with a smile. "Feels like it." he chuckles. "Might want to get that taken care of." Tyler nods his head. "Yeah, 16 hour work day will do this."

[FlatlandGirl]

Mycha wrote down the order and took it to the kitchen. When she came back out she walked back up to him. "Can I get you anything to drink?" She asked. "And it sounds like you need a chirtopractor... or someone to stand on your back." She said as she popped open a beer for a patron down the bar and slid it to him.

[Tyler Night]

Tyler laughs. "Surfer on acid is the drink I wanted and yeah I do need a massage or something done. Hour driving to the campus, then standing on the truck for 14 or 15 hours solid with very few breaks."

[FlatlandGirl]

(Woops, sorry about that! Nullify that previous statement then)
Mycha smiled and started mixing up the drink. "You drive and hour? Why not bunk somewhere closer?" She put the drink in a glass and handed it over to him, drying her hands off on a towel. "I have a friend at a local massage place who has good prices if you are interested. She does good work, plus anyone I refer gets an automatic discount." She gave a quick wink and a smile as she started on a Sex on the beach for another customer.