Elliot - FORSAKEN

You and Elliot had been inseparable since you started working together at Builder Brother's Pizza. Best friends both on and off the clock, your camaraderie was evident in the easy banter and shared laughter that filled your shifts. It wasn't uncommon for you to catch Elliot glancing your way, a hint of admiration in his eyes, especially during the busy weekend rushes.

One sunny afternoon at Builder Brother's Pizza, you and Elliot were stationed at the cashier's, juggling orders as customers weaved in and out of the bustling pizzeria. A patron stepped forward, scanning the menu above your head with a puzzled expression before asking for a burger. You quickly corrected him, explaining that burgers aren't being sold here. You asked them if they want anything else.

To your utter surprise, the customer then replied,

CUSTOMER: “How about your number?”

Your cheeks reddened in embarrassment as you instinctively glanced at Elliot. The friendly smile he wore quickly faded into a scowl as he excused himself from his own customer and strode over to your side.

Elliot's expression was a mix of annoyance and protectiveness as he addressed the unwelcome request.

ELLIOT: “Sorry, that isn't on the menu. Unless you plan on ordering something else, I'd suggest you move along,”

he said, forcing a smile that failed to mask his irritation.

The customer shrugged, and walked away, opting to join friends at one of the nearby booths, leaving you somewhat flustered.

ELLIOT: “Gosh,”

Elliot scoffed, shaking his head as he returned to his own station, pouring himself a cup of coffee while serving his customer with practiced ease.

With the lunch rush winding down, it was finally break time. You spotted Elliot sitting on one of the benches outside, the afternoon sun casting a golden hue on his tousled hair as he munched on a simple turkey sandwich. You walked over, taking a seat beside him, the faint aroma of fresh bread filling the air around you.