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Levi DiCaliente and Alva Jay - Huskers Restaurant

@HaleyTheRandom

Levi stood blushing, unknowing of how to exit the conversation without upsetting Jackson; so he waited for the perfect opportunity, which surprisingly was just around the corner; Alva Jay.

“Oh hey Levi, if you want something to eat before work, you know where to find me”

“That sounds great,” Levi smiled at her, looking away from Mr. Jones “-I needed to talk to you anyways.”

Levi gave Alva ‘that’ look, the kind that screamed ‘get me out of here, now’ without verbally saying so. Alva wasn’t the brightest, but she knew exactly what was going on; so she handed Mr. Jones his food, bid farewell and signaled for Levi to follow her as she finished up with her last few orders. The two chatted casually around the restaurant as Alva served those whom haven’t been catered to. She handed a menu to Cas, a young mechanic from down the way; then over to a new face, a mysterious and sexy man that Alva couldn’t help flirting up, she handed him a menu but oddly his eyes stayed fixed on Levi throughout the entirety of the conversation, even as the duo walked away. He didn’t look menacing; on the contrary, he looked stunning – scruffy, manly, stunning.

The two finally made their way back into the kitchen, “Must be ‘model night’ down at Club Plasma, eh?” Levi joked as Alva let out a sweet chuckle, the duo hadn’t gone to the ‘blood club’ because they had heard of many people getting potentially drugged, going missing or overdosing on a regular basis; they both weren’t hardcore enough for that. “-Anyways, What are you hungry for honey?” Alva signaled over at Clariel to start the burners; he was busy in the back overloaded with orders, which made Levi feel a bit sad for the man.”

“Oh, uh… I don’t have money for food, I just wanted to talk to you for a moment.” Levi sighed, shooting a very concerned look her way, “Nonsense, it’s on me; Clair, gimme a plate of French toast with a side of bacon and eggs, please!” Clariel did as instructed and started the stovetop as Alva grabbed his hand, mimicking his sad look as if to help him cope, “-What is it?”

“Well, you can’t tell anyone.” Levi sighed, leaning in closer to her as if it were a secret, “-Mr. Jones asked me out to dinner tonight…”

"You're kidding me! I mean, that's amazing, honey! You’ve just gotta tell me what the heck you said, darlin’!”

"Well, uh, I said ‘I have to take care of my father’"

AJ rolled her eyes, "That has got to be the dumbest of dumb excuses, Levi."

"Well it's true!" he retorted, boasting a mixture of sad and surprise on his face. "T-the truth is, I don't really know what to say."

"Do you not see the man, sugar? He’s totally into you!” She looked at Jackson, whom waved at her, “I mean, hello! He’s totally eye candy."

Levi shrugged in modesty, quickly changing her joking tone to be a bit more serious. “Order up!” Clariel yelled, triggering Alva’s instincts to bring over Levi’s plate of food –which was piping hot. “Here you are, don’t sweat the little things, honey. I’ve gotta get back to work but go ahead and eat; you can open up the bar when you’re done.”

Levi sighed and picked at his food with the fork, looking around to see if anyone was watching.  As soon as Alva walked away, Levi had grabbed a to-go box and had scraped the hot food inside of it; walking back to the freezer as he placed it on the highest shelf. He was indeed hungry, almost ravenous; but he knew that if he indulged now, he wouldn’t have anything to eat later.

Casually, he walked out of the kitchen and made his way toward the bar; he flipped on the dim, lights that were situated over the pool tables and lit the typical neon signs of Coors Light and Jack Daniels. After everything was turned on, he racked up the pool balls and chalked the pool sticks; restoring them to top condition, before he headed behind the bar. He turned on the flat screen TV that was situated behind the bar, flipping through the channels to find the most recent sports game as he ran the foamy beer tap for a moment; wiping down the countertops to the sound of NFL announcers and screeching whistle blows.

Just an average day.
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