A Day In the Life
After the eventful Monday, several days passed without anything out of the ordinary happening. Win got slightly better at cooking, Tops and Pharm exchanged recipes, Zol added two more chapters to her novel, Pun’s look-alike left, and Del and Manaow lost a point each for talking instead of immediately helping some customers. Everyone was looking forward to their third month, but they still had a little more to go.
“Pharm, do we have enough towels?” Tops asked before they entered the room they were about to clean.
Pharm counted the towels on the cart. “Yes, but we’re going to need more at the next room” he replied.
“Okay, let’s clean this room and then we can get more”
Pharm nodded and they entered the room, slipping their shoes off and getting into their now familiar routine of cleaning the room.
“Pao, you don’t need to take a picture of peeled vegetables, you know that right?” Oam asked amusedly.
“You didn’t even do those” Win sniffed. He knew he was on vegetable duty most of the time since he was still apt to leave something cooking a little too long.
“My social media presence demands it” Pao said, shrugging and snapping another photo.
“Thank you, enjoy your stay!” Del sent off the customer and their kids with a smile, frowning once they had left.
“Uh oh, bad day?” Zen asked, noticing her frown.
“Zol was up all night working on the novel” Del admitted, running her hand over her eyes. “I’m just tired from the light being on, I’m not used to sharing a room. I never had to, being the only girl with brothers”
“Well tell me if you need me to take over” Zen said, Pun nodding next to him.
“Del, you okay?” Manaow asked, having come back from her break.
“Just sleepy” Del said, sending her a soft smile.
“Here’s your curry, here’s your noodles, here’s your fried rice, and here’s your salad” Tutor said as he served the four young men in front of him.
“Hey, how’s it working here?” one of them asked with a smile that showed off his deep dimples. “Kin and I--I’m Pong, by the way--did this last year” he said, gesturing at the tall one next to him.
“It’s not bad. I’m learning a lot”
“Phi, you never showed me the serving outfit, it’s so cute!” squealed the one across from Pong.
Pong rolled his eyes. “That’s my younger brother, Green. Yes, we both have dimples. Yes, we have heard that before”
“Have you? Is that true?” asked the fourth one, who had a beard. “P’Kin, you’ve never mentioned how much you love Pong’s dimples…”
“Man!” Kin said, shooting a look at Pong. “Ignore my cousin, Pong”
“You guys are so alike, you know that?” Pong informed Kin.
“Not true, I’m not a scaredy-cat” Man argued.
Tutor smiled politely and left.
Zol passed Wharn and Pat as she got towels out of the linen room, noticing that their lips looked kiss swollen, but making no comments, simply waiing at them and getting the towels she needed. She did make a few mental notes, though.
Later in the evening, Oam, Chef Man, and the baristas enjoyed their various drinks, gossiping since it had been a busy few days and they weren’t caught up.
“I know Win hates hearing it, but he and Tops really are cute together” Golf said.
“Win needs to work on his cooking” Chef Man muttered. “How is he that bad in the kitchen?”
Golf smiled and squeezed his boyfriend’s hand.
“Hey, at least he does his work” Oam reminded them.
“How about Del and Manaow? They’re cute too” Phume said.
“And they’re even together for this month!” Tom remarked. “Unlike me and my single--”
“Language!” Golf said, laughing.
Tom made a face at him, looking at his phone.
“If you’re looking at Pao’s social media, I’m going to stand up for Win and say those are the vegetables he peeled, not Pao” Oam said, sipping his drink.
“Are you going to go after him?” Phume asked, curious. “I think he’s the only single guy in the group”
“Is he really?” Chef Man asked.
“Let me think...Win and Tops have each other, Zen has a…” Phume started.
“Champ” Golf supplied.
“Champ, right. Pharm has a Dean, Tutor has a Fighter, Pun has a…”
“Nott” Golf said.
“Yeah, Nott. You aren’t after Zol even if she is single, and Del and Manaow are taken as well. So yeah, Pao’s the only single guy in the group” Phume shrugged.
“Do we think Zol will find anyone?” Chef Man asked.
Oam smiled mysteriously.
“Okay Oam, what the heck does that smile mean” Tom asked.
“Don’t worry about it, Tom” Oam said, adjusting his glasses.
“Phume, come collect your mans” Tom said after staring at Oam.
“Gladly”