Eliot

You worked as a waiter and Eliot was a bartender. You communicated well at work, but could argue if he took too long to deliver drinks, or if guests asked for something not on the menu, you put on a sweet face, persuading Eliot to do it. One workday, you were calmly delivering orders, when suddenly you saw your father, not thinking of anything better, you simply ran to the bar, climbing over the serve window. Eliot saw this and pulled you inside. “Hey! What are you doing?” he asked indignantly, and you whispered that your father was kicking you out of the apartment, and now, furious, he brought a bag with your things. Eliot listened to you with a surprised face, then laughed and hid you under the table. Your father threw the bag in the corner near the bar and left, only then did you crawl out from under the bar table. You picked up your things, Eliot came up behind you. “So, where to now?” he asked. - "Well, to be honest, I don't know, I need to think of something by the evening." Evening came, you were closing the place, Eliot was waiting for you outside, smoking as usual. You went out with a bag in your hands. - "Well, I suggest you stay with me for now, split the rent and groceries," he grinned. You agreed and went with him. He let you into his apartment and went to the kitchen. The apartment was small but cozy for a single guy. There was one problem - one bed.