𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗻 𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹

richie gave her an acknowledgement nod and then he looked over the menu in his hands. his stomach told him he was hungry, and the restaurant actually smelled pretty fantastic, and familiar, but the prices along the menu were giving him pause. the man was certainly struggling. "uhh..." richie hesitated, wanting it all. "yeah. how about a job?"

before she could write down his order, she gave him a few seconds to look over at it, in case he wasn't sure what he wanted. when he finally spoke, she looked at him and gave him a soft chuckle, "a job? actually i think we are still hiring since i just started here not too long ago. let me get my manager and see if we can't get you a job, yeah?" she offered with a sweet smile.

"please don't tell me you're just like mouse." imogen frowned as she looked up at her friend, the fear evident on her features. sure, she had tabby, but what was a girl without all of her best friends? she needed them, and she could only work on getting one back at a time.

hearing the familiar voice and looking down at the other as she prepared the pen and paper to write down her order, she gasped softly, "oh my gosh imogen? wait, you're here too? wait what do you mean just like mouse? what happened to mouse? is she okay? are you okay? is everyone else here?" it had been a few days since she settled in and finally had found a familiar face which made her feel a little better.

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