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Placing dirty silverware and plates into a bin, Shik went to clear each table before making their way to the back of the restaurant. They placed their haul in the sink, filling the basin with water. With a huff they turned back to the main hall of Shaping Plates and took in the mess. Another night of cleaning. Great.
Shik was used to handling the restaurant by themself. They’d been running it for five years now with no one else to take the pressure off—and that had been fine, if not ideal. They enjoyed the menial tasks of setting up the tables, opening the restaurant for the day, and preparing meals. It was the cleaning Shik couldn’t bring themself to get excited over.
That’s why they took full advantage of one particular guy. He liked cleaning and that was all Shik needed to lock him down as a serv—assistant. He was a villain, but Shik could overlook that since the man loved Chef’s cooking. Not to mention, he owed Shik for the destruction of property.
Where is he, anyway? He was supposed to have been here to help with closing in exchange for a meal. Shik sent a text.
SHIK: Are you a man on the run, escaping from your debts or are you gonna pay your time for your crimes?