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I've Just Seen a Face || sunshinebeckybaker

The phrase "patience is a virtue" had forever gone over Eli's head. It was a concept he simply could not grasp, even when life demanded that he did. For the entirety of his junior year at Degrassi, he wished for the phrase to be true, wasting away hours at a time merely waiting for the next. It wasn't effective in the least and actually served to make the progression of time slower if anything, but that didn't make it any less prevalent for him. It seemed his existence was built upon waiting for something -- anything at all -- to happen. And in the event that nothing monumental happened which was the case more often than not, at least he would still have his impatient, foot tapping routine to return to. Even the summer appeared to be carrying on in much the same fashion, aside from the fact that he'd been forced to get a job. Bullfrog could only stand seeing his son loaf about the home anxiously for so long, eventually shoving him out on his antsy ass to job hunt. Two and a half weeks after, he donned a black T shirt adorning the logo of The Dot; the small cafe where he worked.

Perhaps naively, he hoped the summer would serve as a break in the monotony. Maybe that 'anything' would come to pass and throw a wrench in his perpetual boredom. It wasn't likely, but the notion that a new adventure might be just on the horizon was an appealing one to him. As if his enthusiasm had been muted enough in everyday life with school, it only seemed to worsen with his new preoccupation, but at least he was busy. More so, making money which was something that never hurt. Bumming off his parents had become tiring for everyone involved and he'd already managed to make a pretty penny in tips. He knew better than anyone that his appearance was what did it. The right twist of the lips or a well-intended compliment could be the difference between a stuffed tip jar and an empty one. He took smug pride in how it was filling up, not sparing every girl who stuffed a dollar or ten into his jar a wide smirk. If he was being forced to spend his summer working there, the best scenario that could come of it was enjoying all it had to offer. The girls traipsing in and out in their summer clothes- or lack thereof- managed to brighten his day without fail. A very small perk to a very large inconvenience.

The day had been dragging but it was something he was growing somewhat accustomed to there. It forced him to stay busy, refilling bottles of ketchup in between taking orders, and occasionally sneaking peeks at his phone when a moment of freedom slipped in between. The work wasn't hard in the slightest, the mechanical rinse and repeat of it all keeping him distracted. An hour and a half had passed since he first started on his afternoon shift, the flow of people wandered in and out beginning to pick up steadily. After a while, he began to feel a bit overwhelmed with the amount of tables he needed to serve but remained concentrated, making sure each one of them were attended to before moving onto the next. The chime above the door was an ever present sound, one he barely even noticed anymore. After the family of four walked out and left a decent tip in their wake, Eli stuffed it in his pocket quickly, then squaring away their dishes and wiping up the surface. As he turned his back, he noticed yet another person wandering in but placed the dishes in the sink first, then snatching up his notepad so he could take their order.

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