Lousy Tipper
Title: Lousy Tipper
Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Zoro x Luffy
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG
Summary: Zoro hates being a waiter, especially if he gets crap tips.
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He didn’t mind the job so much.
He just hated his boss.
None other than the dartboard himself.
He had been having a tough time when it came to money, having been fired from his last job. So the shit cook had given him a job at his restaurant as a waiter.
Zoro saw one of the usuals at one of the tables he had to wait. Some guy with messy black hair with the appetite of a monster, he was a lousy tipper. Sometimes not even bothering to pay but Zoro didn’t actually mind him.
Though Sanji seemed to dread him coming, despite telling Zoro the kid was his friend.
The boy smiled and waved, “Oi Zoro! Bring me some meat!”
Zoro shook his head, “how can a skinny guy like you eat so much?”
“I dunno!”
He chuckled and went to the back to tell eyebrows his favorite customer was there.
“Shitty brat.” He pointed a cleaver at Zoro, “make sure he pays this time.”
Zoro went out, giving the meal to the kid and watching him devour it like a starving man.
“Hey Zoro, you never asked me my name.”
“Ok. What’s your-”
“Luffy,” he stuck out a hand.
Zoro shook it, “nice to meet you Luffy.”
“We already met.”
“Never mind.”
Luffy smiled, “I like coming here.”
“Well yeah, you stuff your face here.”
“No. I mean for you.”
Zoro felt his face growing really hot. “Don’t you have somewhere to go?”
“Yeah I guess.” Luffy laughed, standing up and dug through his pocket, actually paying this time and leaving a tip. He waved goodbye and left.
Zoro went to the back, “hey shit cook, he paid this time.”
“Good, I was gonna kick your ass if-” Sanji paused, “why are you blushing?”
“I am not!”
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Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Zoro x Luffy
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG
Summary: Zoro hates being a waiter, especially if he gets crap tips.
[--]
He didn’t mind the job so much.
He just hated his boss.
None other than the dartboard himself.
He had been having a tough time when it came to money, having been fired from his last job. So the shit cook had given him a job at his restaurant as a waiter.
Zoro saw one of the usuals at one of the tables he had to wait. Some guy with messy black hair with the appetite of a monster, he was a lousy tipper. Sometimes not even bothering to pay but Zoro didn’t actually mind him.
Though Sanji seemed to dread him coming, despite telling Zoro the kid was his friend.
The boy smiled and waved, “Oi Zoro! Bring me some meat!”
Zoro shook his head, “how can a skinny guy like you eat so much?”
“I dunno!”
He chuckled and went to the back to tell eyebrows his favorite customer was there.
“Shitty brat.” He pointed a cleaver at Zoro, “make sure he pays this time.”
Zoro went out, giving the meal to the kid and watching him devour it like a starving man.
“Hey Zoro, you never asked me my name.”
“Ok. What’s your-”
“Luffy,” he stuck out a hand.
Zoro shook it, “nice to meet you Luffy.”
“We already met.”
“Never mind.”
Luffy smiled, “I like coming here.”
“Well yeah, you stuff your face here.”
“No. I mean for you.”
Zoro felt his face growing really hot. “Don’t you have somewhere to go?”
“Yeah I guess.” Luffy laughed, standing up and dug through his pocket, actually paying this time and leaving a tip. He waved goodbye and left.
Zoro went to the back, “hey shit cook, he paid this time.”
“Good, I was gonna kick your ass if-” Sanji paused, “why are you blushing?”
“I am not!”
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