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Three Things Challenge 531

Three Things Challenge 531

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Welcome to The Three Things Challenge.
Below are three things that may, or may not, be related. Simply read the prompt and see where your creativity takes you.
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Your three words are:

DISPLEASURE
LAUGH
WISH

And from Kristian the word is:

FREE

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Beach Party Part 12 (Part 1Part 2Part 3Part 4Part 5Part 6Part 7Part 8Part 9Part 10, Part 11)

By Tessa Dean March 2021

Cassie heard the sounds of laughter across the room. She longed to be free of her responsibilities and able to date and just be with her friends and enjoying a nice dinner in a restaurant. It wasn’t that she minded working so much. She knew her mother really needed her help to keep the family supported and she still had plans to be a doctor and that was going to be expensive, but she wished to just be like her friends and go on dates. Peter never took her anywhere unless it was free. He certainly couldn’t, or should she say wouldn’t bring her to a nice restaurant like this one. She doubted he would bring her here even if he did have the money. He voiced his displeasure of her job over and over again. He would rather have a fast food burger and fries.

“Hey you!” A young man sitting at one of her tables called out to her. Cassie came out of her reverie and hurried over to the table.

“I’m sorry, is there something I can help you with? Dessert perhaps?”

“No, bitch, just bring me the check. I don’t have all night.”

A flush crept across Cassie’s cheeks. She crossed her arms and then reached up and pulled on the collar of her white blouse. “Yes sir, immediately.” She turned to head across the room to the POS machine to get his printed bill. “Where are you going?” he demanded, anger in his voice.

“I am getting your bill for you. It will only take a moment.”

“I told you, I didn’t have all night. You should have brought me my bill earlier and not left us sitting unattended while you were daydreaming.”

Cassie handed him the bill and offered to get the manager to give them some compensation for their wait. It was her fault after all.

“Don’t bother, but you won’t be getting a tip tonight that is for sure. Here’s my credit card and make it snappy. Remember, no tip!”

“Yes sir, I’m sorry sir.” Cassie wanted to flee from the table and not return, but she would have to bring the credit card back.

After bringing the card back to the table she fled to the ladies’ room. She wrapped her arms around her waist and rocked back and forth trying to calm down. She slid down into the chair and told herself it wasn’t that big of a deal. She didn’t have to get the manager and she only lost the tip. She fixed her hair, ran cold water over her eyes and headed back to the dining room before someone else complained.

“Pretty intense, huh?”

“What?” Cassandra turned around to face a guy with the most beautiful blue eyes.

“That guy was a jerk! He hadn’t waited that long. What’s your name?”

“Uh, Cassandra, but everyone calls me Cassie.”

“Well, Cassie, I think you ought to forget him. He was a jerk. Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Well, kind of.” Cassie started to squirm and the blush was creeping across her cheeks again.

“How do you kind of have a boyfriend? It is either yes or no.”

“Listen, uh, I’m sorry, but I don’t know your name.”

“I’m Wayne Connors, Cassie and it is nice to meet you. Do you have a last name?”

“It’s Jones. Cassie Jones and it’s a pleasure to meet you as well. Can I get you some dessert?”

“No, I don’t want dessert, but I do want to know if you have a boyfriend. Do you?”

“Well Mr. Connors, I sort of have a boyfriend, but I told him that if he doesn’t get a job and start taking me out on real dates, he won’t be my boyfriend anymore.”

“What if I asked you out to dinner on your next night off and we could even take in a movie. Would you go out with me? However, that offer is only open if you don’t have a boyfriend. Do you understand me? Please call me Wayne, Cassie.”

“I, well Wayne, I think that is a wonderful idea and I would like to, but I am not sure I am ready to break it off with Peter yet. Maybe he’ll get a job.”

“Maybe? You don’t sound too sure about that.”

“Well, I guess I’m not sure. He has been brushing me off all summer. We had a big fight and he almost punched me in the face and I told him that he had to get a job, take me on a real date that he paid for and that he had better never, ever try to hit me again.”

“Cassie! A man should never hit a woman, no matter what she does. Is a deadbeat, wife-beater what you want out of life?

“No, it isn’t! I want to be a doctor and have a family, but we have been together since we were little kids.”

“Cassie, I am interested in taking you out, but you must and I do mean this, you must break it off completely with him. I won’t have another man involved with my woman. I am not suggesting you would be my property or anything, but I don’t want a man of that caliber mixed up with a woman I am dating. I am not seeing another woman and I would prefer a single lady. Think about it. Here is my card and it includes my cell phone number. I won’t keep asking. Make a decision and call if you’re interested, but don’t take too long because the offer isn’t available forever. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Wayne, I understand completely and I just need a few days to think about it. It’s just that I thought that I would always end up with Peter. Give me a few days and I will let you know.”

“When’s your next day off?”

“I have Sunday off, all day.”

“That is almost a week away. Call me and I will take you out on Sunday night for dinner and a movie. Here or somewhere else of your choosing if you don’t want to eat where you work.”

“I’ll call you Wayne and thanks for making my night. Let me get the check before I have another incident. I think I see another of my tables waving for my attention.”

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book published on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

3 thoughts on “Three Things Challenge 531”

    1. You know what? You just gave me an idea. I was just going to go for a simple, he’s a nice guy situation, but my writing group told me to take one of my darker stories and see that it makes it into one of my books or becomes its own, but I am not sure about it being long enough for a long book, but maybe I can use it to make this guy a “not so nice guy” after all. Thanks for the idea.

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