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Hot Mess (And I'm Falling For You)

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“Hi, my name is Denali and I’ll be your server tonight. What can I get you?”

Your number, Rosé wanted to say when she laid eyes on the brunette that stood in front of their table, wearing a cute little red and white striped uniform. Rosé was pretty sure she was the cutest girl she’d ever seen in her life, and she didn’t think it was the alcohol that she’d consumed before, during, or after their show that night that made it so. Her brown eyes were rich and deep enough to get lost in, and the dimples that appeared in her cheeks when she smiled at them were enough to take Rosé’s breath away.

Rosé stared at her for way too long, not realizing that Jan and Lagoona had already ordered their food until Denali cleared her throat and one of them kicked her under the table.

“For you?” Denali asked, smiling again, showing off the dimples, and Rosé might have gone weak in the knees if she weren’t already sitting down.

“Oh, um, can I get a burger and fries, please.” She smiled back at the waitress, who nodded and wrote down her order before she turned to head off behind the counter and put their orders in.

“What the fuck was that?” Jan asked once Denali was out of earshot.

“What?” Rosé asked, feigning ignorance.

What?” Lagoona mocked. “I thought you were gonna start drooling, bitch.”

“You’re soooo not funny,” Rosé replied, singing instead of speaking, and the other two girls started laughing.

“She must be new,” Jan said, looking around to find the waitress that Rosé was absolutely enamored with. “That was clearly the first time you saw her with how embarrassing you were.”

“Shut up!” Rosé groaned, but she knew that they would only get worse.

Jan and Lagoona were her best friends, roommates, and bandmates in Stephanie’s Child. They’d been coming to this diner for months, every Friday and Saturday night after their regular gigs at the bar around the corner. And Jan was right. If Denali had been working any other night they’d been there, Rosé definitely would’ve noticed.

Rosé couldn’t take her eyes off the brunette as she walked around to different tables, watching her hands move as she wrote down orders on her notepad, admiring her legs in the short skirt of her uniform, and feeling warm inside every time she smiled and flashed those adorable dimples.

Denali came back with their food after about twenty minutes, her smile as bright as ever and Rosé had to try really hard not to stare at her creepily. She shot her a smile back as she set the food down on the table in front of them and made sure to thank her profusely before she left.

Rosé looked down at her food, ready to tear into it, starving all of a sudden when the smell of it hit her. But it definitely wasn’t what she ordered. She looked over at the rest of the food on the table, wondering if it had gotten mixed up somehow.

“Did you order a burger?” Rosé asked Lagoona when she saw one sitting in front of her.

“No, I did not. Is this yours?”

“I think. What did you get, Jan?”

“Not this.” She pushed the plate away from her with a disgusted look on her face.

“Yeah, that’s mine,” Lagoona said, sliding the plate in front of her and digging in.

“Here, Jan,” Rosé handed Jan her food before grabbing her burger and taking a huge bite.

“How is everything?” Denali asked as she returned to their table, but her smile was strained this time around and she looked almost terrified.

“Well,” Lagoona started, but Rosé interrupted her before she could say anything.

“It’s great!” Rosé said overenthusiastically, putting on a huge grin. “Thank you so much!”

“Great! I’m so glad. It’s my first day so I’m really nervous and the people at the last table were really rude just because I forgot to bring them some ketchup,” she babbled and it made her even more endearing. “Oh, oops. I probably shouldn’t be telling you all that,” she chuckled nervously, looking around like she was afraid someone would overhear her.

“Don’t worry, we won’t tell anyone,” Rosé said, winking at her.

Denali smiled shyly at her, her eyes shining, and it was clearly more genuine than the one she sported when she arrived at their table. “Let me know if I can get you anything else,” she said, speaking directly to Rosé, before turning away and disappearing into the kitchen.

“What the hell was that?” Jan asked once she was gone, clearly judging Rosé. “Everything is not great. She gave us the wrong food.”

Technically it’s the right food,” Rosé argued, gesturing to the food in question. “She just gave it to the wrong person.”

“Whatever. You just want to fuck her,” Lagoona muttered, and Rosé choked on the french fry she was eating.

“I do not!” she protested. She just thought she was cute, that was all. And she wanted to see her smile again. It wasn’t anything more than that. No matter what Lagoona said.

They finished their food and talked about how their show went that night, discussing setlist changes for the next night and the weekend after that and a new song they’d been working on.

Denali came to clear their plates away, refill their cups, and drop their bills off. Rosé made sure to smile at her each time she came over to the table, feeling like a giddy teenager whenever Denali smiled back.

As they got up to leave, Rosé dropped a twenty on the table, trying to be discreet and not let her bandmates see. She didn’t need to provide them with any more fuel to make fun of her. But discretion was not one of her strong suits.

“Rosé, did you just leave a twenty dollar bill on the table?” Lagoona asked as she held open the door for the others.

“Nope,” Rosé lied.

“Girl, your bill was like nine dollars. That’s a big tip. And it’s not like her service was exceptional,” Jan chimed in.

“I don’t think it was her service that Rosé liked,” Lagoona joked, causing her and Jan to start laughing as they walked toward their shared apartment.

“I hate you both.”