Isaac's stomach growled again, he had barely gotten a slice of pizza in before Angela... he stifled the though. He looked down at his lap and did his best to calm himself as the lump under the skirt moved on it's own. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths, and soon enough the feeling was gone.
"Thank god." he sighed, his stomach gurgled and pained him a little, "alright, alright, let's go to Georgi's." Isaac navigated past the few remaining cars around the house and drove on his way to his favorite little diner in town: Georgi's. Almost nothing had changed in fifty years for the establishment, save the staff and the prices. They even had an original menu hanging on the wall, as well as pictures of the owners with various local celebrities and even a visit from Guy Fieri. "Welcome to Flavortown." he smirked to himself, slowly entering, trying to to cause any extra movement. He awkwardly shuffled over to his usual seat, a stool at the bar, then decided instead to go over to a booth and sit there. He stared at the laminated menu already at the table as if he would choose anything different.
"Sitting somewhere different today, Isaac?" a woman about ten years older than Isaac with a few tattoos on her arms, she sets down his usual drink order. This startled Isaac slightly, "Ope, sorry, hun. Didn't mean to startle ya." she chuckled
"I-It's fine.. and yea, sitting somewhere different today." Isaac smiled briefly, "But I'll still be getting my usual."
"You feeling alright, hun? You seem out of it, and you're wearing colors!" she replied, Isaac glanced at her nametag, reminding him her name 'Kayla'.
"Yea, I'm alright, just uh, went to a party last night, and still a little hung over. Oh, and just wanted to try something different, y'know?" you half lie.
"Darling, you need some hang over cure!" Kayla touched your shoulder, which felt electric, "Ryan! Get Isaac's usual plus a hangover cure!" Kayla yelled from her spot next to Isaac.
"Thanks, Kayla." Isaac responds, looking up at her, specifically looking at her face.
"Anything you need, Isaac, just let me know. Oh, and uh, I don't think that shade of red is right for you, but the green looks great!" she smiled warmly, winked, and stepped back over behind the bar. Isaac let out a deep breath and rubbed his face. Maybe it just wasn't noticeable while he was seated? She hadn't seen him come in? Maybe she had seen it, maybe she was going to make a pass at him, just touching him and sent a wave through him. And then the wink?
Isaac didn't know what to think.
He sighed again and pulled out his phone, having stowed it in the waist band. He finally understood not having pockets, and what a curse it was upon clothing. He shifted in his seat, feeling the fabric of the skirt rubbing all against him and his enlarged parts. Maybe she hadn't noticed after all. Isaac took the opportunity to enter Angela's number into his phone and try to clean it off his arm. He concluded that was why Kayla winked at him.
"Bacon Omelet, toast, loaded hasbrowns, and that hangover cure." Kayla set the food down in front of Isaac. "It's actually just an egg sandwich on wheat, should get you back in ship-shape in no time." her hand came to rest on his shoulder again, and lingered, "If you need anything else... just let me know, darling" she said a bit more ... sensually. Isaac tried to ignore it as he dug into his food, despite his worry and paranoia, he was still pretty hungry. Isaac quickly went through his meal while scrolling through his social medias. Nothing about last night appeared anywhere yet. Though he honestly didn't want to look too hard for anything.
As Isaac finished his meal...
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