wow this is a bad starter

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Sweethearts. A small, 50s themed diner that her father owned, popular with teenagers due to its cheap menu and elders due to their early hours. As an Omega, Autumn's father didn't even want her to work. He didn't even want her going to college - no, as soon as she finished high school, she was to settle down and find a mate.

But, with some convincing and the excuse that being a waitress would help her learn how to serve a future husband, he allowed her to work a few hours each week. The uniform, in her opinion, was adorable. Pulled from 50s fashion, a poodle skirt with a white blouse and stockings - she was surprised her father had such a sense of fashion.

"Hey, welcome to Sweethearts. Booth or table?" she questioned, grabbing a menu before looking up at who strolled in through the door. He was positively an alpha, with a leather jacket and form-fitting clothes.

Gosh, was he cute. But she swallowed back her blush and smiled instead. "And is it just you, or are you waiting for someone?"