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Pablo was standing outside of Creepy Pasta, the restaurant having just closed. He hadn't been standing there very long, but it had gotten dark while he was waiting. The stars weren't visible through the clouds, the only lights around him coming from a couple streetlights and the moon.
Finally, he heard the sound of the door opening, looking over towards the noise. Federico stepped out, holding a paper bag, and locked the door behind him. He had taken his apron off, wearing just a white T-shirt and jeans. He looked exhausted after his long day, sitting down on the steps. Pablo sat down beside him, looking concerned.
“Did you have a rough day?” He asked, resting his head on Federico’s shoulder.
“Somewhat,” he replied, wrapping his arm around Pablo. “Nothing super horrible I suppose. I'm just tired of this job. I'm sick of working for my Father.”
Pablo nodded, kissing his boyfriend on the cheek. “That’s fair. I'm still not entirely convinced your dad wasn't replaced with a reptilian.”
Federico laughed a little. “Yeah, I'm pretty sure he wasn't. But I'll keep an eye out, just for you.”
The two sat for a little while, silently enjoying each other's company. Federico eventually got up, pulling Pablo to his feet along with him. He led him around the restaurant, taking him towards the woods behind it. They eventually reached a small clearing in the woods that already had a small camping chair set up and another folded one sitting nearby.
“I come here sometimes during slow days. When there's absolutely no orders for hours. It's just nice to have somewhere to go other than my room at home,” Federico explained, setting up the other chair for Pablo.
Pablo sat down in the chair next to him, his face showing he was deep in thought. “Y'know, now that I think about it, before that day in Tierra Incógnita, I hardly ever saw you outside of Creepy Pasta or school,” Pablo stated, looking over at him.
Federico nodded, looking a little downcast. “Yeah, I keep pretty busy. My parents don't have any other employees. They do everything at the restaurant when I'm at school. I wish I could keep better hours, but it doesn't look like that'll happen until I move out or get another job.”
Pablo sighed, looking sympathetic. He leaned over to give Federico a hug, nearly knocking both their chairs over. “I'm sure you'll find another job soon. And in the meantime I'll keep coming in to Creepy Pasta see you.”
Federico looked a little startled, but his face slowly morphed into a soft smile as he hugged Pablo back. “Just don't eat our food that often. You'll definitely get sick,” he said.
“Worth it,” Pablo replied, kissing him. Federico returned the kiss, pulling his boyfriend closer. After about a minute they broke the kiss, smiling. Pablo got up, moving his chair to touch Federico’s so he no longer had to lean over as far. Federico opened the paper bag he'd been carrying, taking out some leftover food from the restaurant along with a couple soda cans. The two sat under the night sky, eating together and chatting. Pablo eventually launched into a very long winded explanation of how reptilians were planning on taking over the world, and how they were likely already in the government. Although Federico didn't really get it, he listened intently to every word.
They both knew they would go home for the night eventually. They knew eventually their date had to end, and they had to go back to being busy. But for a while, none of that mattered. Even if for just a couple hours tonight, it was just them, and it was perfect.