#pnstarters

Parker leaned against her kitchen counter examining her nail beds, Zach would be here soon and she had already cleaned her apartment from top to bottom and gotten everything prepared. The pizza was in the oven, her sofa was mercilessly cat-hair free (although she could see Chum creeping over to it to fix that obvious error in homeliness) and the plates were arranged on the side ready to be filled with food. She tapped her foot anxiously, feeling nervous. She hadn't had someone round for a friendly visit in a long time, was her apartment clean enough? She glared at Chum as he rubbed his face on one of her cushions, why did she have dark furniture and a white haired cat? She ran her fingers through her hair and pushed herself away from the counter, pacing round the floor in circles.

She was halfway through rearranging her dvd collection, into alphabetical rather than chronological order,when she heard the buzzer for her door, she leapt up and hurried over, picking up the phone to connect with the comm downstairs.

the air is so fresh after dark.

Man I'm so hungry, but I can't be bothered to order one.

When the table was almost gleaming with cleanliness, she stepped back and wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, smiling at her hard work. She walked back to the counter and washed her hands at the sink, just in time to have three plates slide over to her and an order slip passed through the food window, she smiled at the chef and checked the table number before carrying the meals over to a group of students. The bell above the door rang and another family walked in, spotting the clean booth and sitting in it immediately, Parker groaned internally and looked at the clock, luckily she only had about two hours left of her shift. She walked over to the table and smiled at the family.