"Six, come on, it won't be so bad, just sneak out tonight!" chirped a happy and light sounding voice. A sweet country voice laced her voice, an air of comfort for the other on the phone.

"Two, what do you think I'm trying to do?" asked the other, trying to balance herself on her bedroom windowsill.

"Six, you're twenty-one, shouldn't you have already moved out by now?" asked a strong, accent heavy voice.

"Three, I've already told you, I can't leave, mama."

"Six, don't start that, that woman is nothing short of a horrific parent," the strong voice, Three, replied.

"Don't be like that, she loves me," Six muttered. She knew it though, knew that Three was right... but, right now it didn't matter.

She carefully slid down the roof of her house, dropping down into the neatly trimmed bushes that surrounded her house. She climbed out of them, picking a leaf and twig from her raven black hair.

"Mrrroow..." Six looked up to the stone porch, seeing a ginger tabby cat sitting on the white wooden railing. "Hey, Milo," she mittered, reaching up and scratching the cat behind his ear.

"Awww, Milo's there?" Two asked, voice going higher in pitch at the mention of the cat.

"Yeah, he's just hanging out on the railing. I'll see you girls in a minute, okay?"

"Okay, bye, Six!"

"Bye, Six."

"Bye girls."

With a click, the call ended. Six put her phone in her pocket, and flipped her yellow hoodie up, noticing the dark clouds up ahead.

She walked out of her lawn's grass and onto the sidewalk, making her way down the block. The night sky was dark, few stars barely being seen. Lampposts lit up the path as she passed by houses.

She was twenty-one now, and as she suspected, the night of her birthday, Two had the bright idea of taking her out for her first legal drinks.

The infamous '21 Shots' had been on the young adult's mind all day, slightly dreading the idea. Six has a feeling that tonight wouldn't end pretty, but she had already dug herself too deep of a grave to climb out of...

After about ten minutes, Six spotted them. Two and Three stood outside of the bar the latter had mentioned to them earlier that day. In neon lights, the words 'The Maw' flashed off and on.

Two stood at the entrance, dressed in a light weight green jacket with a white tank top underneath. Black tights covered her legs with black and white high tops finishing the looks. Her long blond hair was pulled back and neatly brushed into ponytail, fair skin being dusted with light gold freckles. Her rich green eyes spotting the other quickly.

"Sixxy, there you are!" she shouted, jumping up with glee, clapping her hands together slightly.

Three looked over. She was a lot larger then the other two, well fit and muscular. An orange sweater hung off her shoulder slightly, dirty ash blond hair just shoulder length. Blue jeans fit her legs with a pair of brown boots finishing her outfit. Blue eyes had the look of reluctance, but she knew it was already too late.

Six came to their side, smiling a bit. "Hey, girls. We ready?" she asked.

With a quick nod from them, Two opened the door to the bar. "Bartender!"

***

Six was only on her fifteenth shot when they came over. Two had dragged Three off to the dance floor, leaving the fuzzy minded young adult by herself.

She looked at her next shot, eyes trying to focus on it. She knew she probably looked like a mess, the logical part of her mind telling her to just find Two and Three as tell them she wanted to go home.

But when they came over, she found herself wanting to stay.

The first was a taller, well kept young man, brown hair fluffy and clean. His eyes were a dark blue, like a dark night sky, or the bottom of the ocean. A blue hoodie hung loosely on him, blue jeans and a pair of black and white converse finish the look.

The other had shaggy, yet fluffly, brown hair, a scar on his left eye from what looked like a dog bite. The eye with the scar was creamy, blind most likely, while the other was a light green. Her wore a brown coat, a black shirt underneath. His well built legs were covered by dark colored pant, lace up boots making noise as he walked.

The first of the two spoke, having the same common country accent as Two, thought it wasn't as strong.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked, taking a seat next to her. Six blinked, trying to make out what the other had said.

"Fine as a whistle," she answered, taking and downing her sixteenth shot. The second gave a small groan.

"Sure you are... look, if you don't want to do the rest, you don't have to."

Six looked to him, reaching for the next shot. She stopped before she could grab it, recoiling her arm back in an anxious manner.

"I... don't wanna... I had too many..." she muttered, starting to fiddle with her hands nervously. The second boy gave a nod.

"Sev, let's finish them off then pay. There's only a few left," he said, taking one of the remaining drinks. The first nodded back, going for his own.

Six held her head low, feeling her cheeks burn and mind turn fuzzy. She shouldn't have done this, this was a bad idea...

But afterwards, they were so nice... Two and Three were no where to be seen... actually, the bar seemed to dissappear...

Six sat up, realizing she had been lying down. Her head ached, her skin felt nasty, and her entire back was sore. She looked around, spotting clothes littering the floor.

Her blood chilled, looking around. No one laid in the bed with her, but a note was found on the nightstand next to it.


Heeeeeeyyyy, sorry for leaving you like this, but me and my friend had to leave thanks to an emergency. It was great meeting you, maybe we could meet you again soon? Maybe when we're not drunk and possibly go out for coffee?

Thanks and really, really, REALLY sorry,

Sev and Mons

Six gave and groan, falling back on the bed.

How the hell was she going to tell her mom about this?

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Finished - Sept. 20th

Soooo, I'm sure most are curious. This is going to be based on the musical, Waitress, an beautiful show on Broadway that is underrated as hell which makes me upsettie spaghetti.

Basically, each chapter is going to be named after a song from the Musical, and based around the song in writing format/no singing.

TL;DR: De is addicted to musicals and wanted to write a LN fanfic based on one

Anyways, there we go!

Also, I've never read the comics, so if Three is actually a guy, I'm sorry-

Story of Waitress (taken from the wiki)

Waitress is a musical with music and lyrics by Sara Bareilles and a book by Jessie Nelson. The musical is based on the 2007 film of the same name, written by Adrienne Shelly. It tells the story of Jenna Hunterson, a baker and waitress in an abusive relationship with her husband Earl. After Jenna unexpectedly becomes pregnant, she begins an affair with her doctor, Dr. Jim Pomatter. Looking for ways out of her troubles, she sees a pie baking contest and its grand prize as her chance.