>>9722748>Amy Flame sits at a small table in a busy restaurant waiting for a certain someone>she impatiently and repeatedly taps her heel on the floor and glances at the clock, again[internally] "This is what happens when you don't specify an exact time for your meetings."
>a waitress suddenly appears, she looks around seventeen years old and visibly exhausted>Amy hasn't seen the girl stop moving since she got here an hour ago and it's the fifth time she's been over since she got here"Uhm, would you be ready to order yet ma'am?"
>Amy gestures at the waitress to sit down"Ma'am, I can't, the boss, he's..."
>Amy takes off her sunglasses and glares at the man behind the counter, he shrugs his shoulders>she sighs, covers her right eye with her right hand and glares at the man again, he grins and gives the thumbs up gesture"OH MY GOD, ARE YOU...?"
"I'm just a girl who wrestles." Amy interrupts
>the waitress smiles sweetly, this clearly means a lot to her"Why are you wasting your time in a place like this?"
>the waitress seems dumbfounded by the question"Well, I...I'm saving up to become a wrestler."
"And how much is he paying you?"
>the waitress shoots a quick glance at the man behind the counter"Five bucks an hour"
>Amy raises an eyebrow"...three bucks an hour"
>Amy smiles"Lucky. He used to pay me two."
>the waitresses eyes widen"Do you like it here?"
>the waitress turns and looks out the window"I don't think I'm ever going to get out of here, it costs more to live in this horrible town than I can earn. I work twelve hour days and I'm barely staying afloat."
>a familiar tale"Do you have a phone?" Amy asks
>the waitress places her phone on the table, Amy takes out her own phone, taps away on the screen for a moment then places her phone next to the waitresses>a chime rings out, the man behind the counter looks unhappy"A thousand bucks. Give your notice. Go down to the Dojo and sign up. Tell them I sent you, I promise they'll take care of you."
