ella had spent the past five minutes begging the chef for a free meal for the man. ❝ come on ed, please? he really needs one on the house. ❞
❝ i don’t give a shit what you do, ella. just know that whatever he eats is coming out of your pay. ❞
❝ fine…that’s perfectly fine…thank you, ❞ ella said and gave him a smile before turning. she’d wrapped some ice in a paper towel and walked out, spotting the man in the booth. ❝ here…it’s for your eye. ❞ she handed him the ice and offered him a smile. ❝ chef said he’ll whip something up for you. feeling hungry for anything? i can also get you a coffee or tea if you’d like? ❞
hans’ head is back again in his palm when he finally spots the waitress , knowing something in him relaxes , just the tiniest bit , at the sight of her . although lord knows why . maybe because hans has always been good at reading people’s character . and obviously , she’s some sort of a pure maiden : kind hearted and genuine .
the world eats up girls like her .
her voice pokes at him again and hans gives her a long look . apart of him wishes to snap how he’s anything but hungry , especially at this moment , in this lousy establishment . but the ice might just be the thing he needs for his eyes and — of course , causing an unnecessary ruckus is idiotic . maybe brothers would get away with such a childish act , but hans would be punished for sure . he shrugs . ❝ tea , please . the best you’ve got . ❞ he says , before he reels back just a little - remembering something . his gaze on her is serious , steady : he wants her to know he means it . ❝ i’ll pay you back . every penny or dime you gave me . more , even . i will no longer be indebted to you , and you will never see me again around the area . is that fine ? ❞
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