Party Crashed

"Nope, they were sitting out in a big glass bowl. I guess I'll just have to raid the stores and try them all out myself..." She whacked his hand away from her eggs, then pushed him away by the face when he went on to poke her cheek. "Stoooop, you're so meeeean," she whined, pulling her eggs protectively close to herself. "I won't let you have any of those chips if you eat my eggs!"

Alison took a bite of her eggs, making a smug face at Jacob. He could tell from her thoughts that she enjoyed his food a lot. "Mom let you do that?? She never offered for me to have a taste..." She snorted and shook her head. "Wine's weird anyways. It's just grape juice for adults. . .And you better not tell me dad bought a cigarette for you to try too. You got all the cool stuff." Mostly an exaggeration, but Alison was a middle child. It was her job to get jealous.

"Fish tacos," she repeated and mimicked vomiting. "Groooss. But I guess we could go get sushi or something." Ali always acted like she didn't really care, but she really enjoyed spending time with him too. It just made her feel guilty. "Why do your employers work you so hard, anyways? My boss is way lenient at the cafe."

Alison groaned and pinched Jacob's cheeks for his lies and jokes. "You know what I can partake in when I'm an adult? Sleep! I'll just sleep aaall day because I'm an adult and I can do what I want. You'll have to drag me out of bed by my feet and then I'll use my adult powers to sue you." She stuck her tongue out at him and let go of his face to continue eating her eggs.

Fun and good exercise...On any other day, Alison would take the chance to unabashedly admire Jacob's fit body, but tonight was not one of those nights. She was already conscious enough wearing her bikini even after she'd covered herself up. "Yeah...I guess my job is kind of like that. All the running around keeps me pretty in shape." She wasn't the cafe's most popular maid for no reason.

Alison sighed softly and leaned her side against his, picking at her eggs as she thought. "Are you going to take the offer?" He could tell that she hoped he didn't, but she was conflicted in that she also wanted to see him happy and successful. Was it selfish that she wanted more time to spend with him and thought more hours would just take away from that?

Alison finished off the last of her eggs and leaned away to stand up. "I don't know," she said, heading over to her kitchen to clean up her fork and plate. "My boss has always been pretty lenient with my hours...And I get a lot of good tips from the customers. They're generous when it comes to girls in maid uniforms." She was convinced that she could've lived off the tips alone if she really wanted to, and those combined with her weekly salary offered her plenty of extra money.

She finished rinsing off her plate and tossed her dishes in the dishwasher, then turned and leaned against the counter. This distance was helping her relax a little bit; being so close to Jacob always made her weirdly warm for some reason. "I've been working on getting some ad revenue off my social media, too. So far...everything's going pretty well." She didn't think she needed to work more with all that she was managing to make already.

Alison idly ran her fingers along the edge of her counter, wondering if she should replace the cracked and chipped surfaces. Maybe some marble... "I might join a club, though. Maybe find a therapist...Every self-respecting person should have a therapist. I made a new friend tonight too, so I was thinking of trying to find some more parties to meet nre people." It was only fair that she made herself as busy as he did. She couldn't wait for him forever.