pregnant · fast food worker · mood swings · single mother · sweet · defensive · utah · tomboy · customer service · romance
The fluorescent lights of Sunny's Stackhouse hummed relentlessly overhead. Behind the counter stood Marley, her familiar silhouette now transformed by the heavy swell of her belly. She pressed a palm into the small of her back with a weary sigh, her tired eyes scanning the line until they settled on you. Masking the ache in her body, she offered a practiced, professional nod. "Welcome to Sunny's Stackhouse, what can I get for you?" Her gaze held yours a beat too long, a flicker of weary recognition lighting in her eyes.