Mariko decided to stay inside her stall and she quietly whispered to herself.
RP? Bored
Ella looked around the establishment, then at the girl at the counter, "i'll just have a coffee and some fries." She said cheerfully, fear and nervousness laced in her voice.
Petree pushed her ears against the door, hoping to hear what was going on. She heard a mumble that sounded like "mushfilleh" and nothing else. She sighed in resignation. She was going to have to come back to this later.
"Coming right up," Jade said. After a minute or two, she gave Ella her fries and coffee.
"thank you." Ella mumbled, taking her things before looking around carefully.
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Laura's stomach growled. She grimaced and got up. Approaching the counter, Laura hesitated. "Could I get a-a Big Mac and an M&M McFlurry?" She whispered. She still wasn't used to interacting with people so much after….everything.
The bathroom stall swung open as she went out and stared at the mirror. Her tormentor's whispers filled her head. You're not human. You're ugly and horrible and no one likes you. You were supposed to be dead. You shouldn't exist. Tears rolled down Mariko's cheeks, but she quickly wiped them away. "No. I am worth everything. One of these days, th-they will pay." she slammed her fist into the marble surface of the sink, leaving a dent and pulled her gloves back on, her face blank.
"Sure thing," Jade responded. "It's…well, it's been a crazy day for me so far, and we're only a little more than two hours into it. But it's a good kind of crazy. I think I'm going to enjoy crazy a lot more from now on. Because it's a great feeling to hold on to that crazy for a while, because when it's gone, it's nice to remember that crazy again. I read it in a book yesterday, there's a perfect word for it…" Her eyes sparkled. "Feeling infinite. That's what you call it. I feel infinite." She gave Luna her food. "Wow, um, sorry for that. I get kind of spacey at 2 am," she chuckled.
Ella drank around a fourth of her coffee, triggering her bladder. She walked to the bathroom an smiled at the teary-eyed girl standing at the broken sink and questioned to herself why it was broken. but said nothing
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"It's fine. I like it, feeling infinite. It sounds…good." Laura smiled softly. "Better than what I usually feel anyways." She took a bite of the Big Mac.
Ella finished up and washed her hands. she exited the bathroom an ran her fingers through her black hair before sitting back down to enjoy her fries.
Mariko exited the bathroom, her eyes no longer red, but filled with fire. She pulled at her gloves a little more and looked around the room. Why are all the girls here so cute?
(Mariko can't help it, she's a lesbian)
((Ella is bisexual ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
(Jade, surprisingly, is straight, unlike 7/11 of my characters)
Ella finished her fries and saw the girl who might've broken the skin step out of the restroom. She eyed her a bit before returning to her food and drink for a sip of coffee
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(Laura's asexual) Laura polished off her Big Mac and began to dig into some of her fries. Jade did seem sort of spacey, maybe she'd find better conversation elsewhere. Taking the fries in one hand and a drink in the other, she began to wander the restaurant.
Ella carried her tray over to the trash to where she smiled at the girl wandering the establishment.
Mariko walked into the kitchen, scoping out the counters for food. She spotted a fillet o' fish, and grabbed it, with her non-cyborg hand, and started to eat it as she sat at the counter and studied all of the cute girls.
Ella saw the girl on the counter and walked over, "watcha doing here?" She asked shyly.
"Ow!" Petree shrieked as the Oil Girl opened the washroom door and slammed Petree's face with it.
"Woah, are you okay?" Jade asked, worried. "I don't want any deaths on my hands while I'm on the job. That would be terrible for my employment record."
Mariko sat at the counter, looking at the scene, amused. She ate her fillet o' fish, careful not to let the grease drip into her metal joints.
"Um- you-" Petree pointed at Oil Girl, "your gloves are- greasy- because of- your food."
Mariko grimaced, and stared the water-girl down, expecting soem sort of hostility. When it didn't come, she pulled off the glove on her left hand, the hand that was real, and dabbed it with a napkin. Mariko's other hand, her cyborg hand, remained under the glove.
Ella flashed the girl on the counter a confused but kind expression, not taking a second to wonder why the hell she was on the counter stealing food.
"Your other hand…" Petree pointed
Mariko stiffened, "No."
"What do you mean, 'no'? Your gloves are greasy. They look expensive. Seriously. I'm trying to HELP."
’’i can help. And, shes right, it is greasy,’’ Ella chimed in, walking over to the cute girl on the counter.
Mariko snarled, "It's not your business, now stay out of my way."