Third Person
Paris, France: Jardin d'Eden
8:12 P.M.
In the life of a Jardin d'Eden staff, bliss is the only description they could ever think of. The pay could raise a family of five, the bosses treat staff as family and it's free for them to eat in any establishment or use every equipment as they please, considering the regulations and policies. After closing time, at exactly midnight was their favorite time of the day. All of the staff will song their chosen work song as they clean every nooks and cranny of the whole haven they work in.
Those who were blessed enough to hear the singing choir of workers would be baptized by the angel vocals singing unto them. Almost like the 7 dwarfs in Snow White, except 7,000 workers are present.
The customers aren't the problem for they exhibit nothing but love and on some special occasions like this one, love reeks in the air and every soundproof room was two human connections. Opposite sex or Same-sex. Everyone is more than welcome in this.
They weren't lying when they call this the true "Garden of Eden". The Paradise where humans dwell for a reasonable price of your whole credit card limit.
Yeah, but it's worth it, isn't it?
There are only minimal cases where a customer lost their control. Strangely, this day has the highest number of complaints solely, from one customer only. And anyone who has to deal with that person will have the most shitty day-
"What do you mean? The contest was canceled?!"
The staff with the name of Talens gulped before making an explanation to the first every angry customer he has to deal with. A young handsome seemingly fine-looking lad approached him, hand in hand with a girl with a feature of a goddess approximately 2 minutes ago to sign up for the new couple game competition.
"Annual Spring Maze Run"
The only problem with that though is it was canceled right before the couple came.
Smiling as dictated in the code of his duty, the boy explained once more, "Sir I'm very sorry but you're the only one who wants to join the competition and we can't have this going with only the two of you as couple participants," he directed, his voice was shaky along with some points.
Holding Saccharide's arms, Raine stepped up, and with a more gentle voice, she asked politely, "What if we get other couples to join us, Monsieur?"
The young staff brought out a small notebook full of notes before responding, "That may be,"- then with one flip he closed it and placed it back down again, "But the maze has been loaded with couples taking "pictures" and "bonding" so it's too late to do that. And the event has been canceled by the manager already..."
He quoted two words that made Saccharide cross his arms and move his face away with such vigorous motion. Raine fiddled her fingers together and looked at the staff with a soft stare. Her gaze made the attendant's face soften from its initial sternness.
Raine's face sparked a pang of guilt inside of him that he wanted to make an offer or compromise, he tried opening his mouth but what would he offer? It's his first time, handling this kind of situation.
"We tried," Raine turned to her lover and just hugged him, "Come on let's go..."
The staff was utterly speechless when the girl's small gesture turned the monster into a softie, Saccharide hardened his look towards him but asked more politely, "Well, Is there any more contests with this as a prize?"
"None Sir. I'm very sorry," the humble staff lowered his head, "You could try next ye-"
"Listen-"
A harsh whisper flew inside his ear that made him look up again, once his head was placed back, he was met by a pair of honey hazel orbs, sipping the sanity in his soul. Staring lifelessly at it, he listened to the tyrant's words as his lips moved like a chant.
"We don't have a fucking year to live. You could give us this one chance or just be a piece of shit about this," Saccharide's voice ended with a crispy diction.
"Oh that's sad..." the staff muttered as the grey-haired teen backed up confidently, believing he already frightened the attendant.
"You're gonna let us have it?" Confidently, Saccharide stood with a dominant stand when he asked.
Putting on a considerate sneer, the staff got his finger ready to push the little red button under his desk to alarm the security of a deranged customer, "No, I'm just going to be a complete bullshit about this."
Completely devastated by the unexpected move from the staff, the grey-haired teen gritted his teeth and balled his fists as his knuckles turned white. Sensing the upcoming disaster, Raine held his hand and made him look into her eyes.
Her auburn eyes were the only fire he wanted to be melted in.
It was the only hell he wants to be tortured in.
"I know your lady has the comprehensive ability to explain this to you," a gentle voice interrupted them as he was about to take a leave with his small notebook.
"We need this!" Saccharide stopped him from leaving his desk.
His eyebrows were knitted together as he pinched the bridge of his nose. As much as he wanted to please them, a thick skull wouldn't get his clear multiple repeated explanations, "Sir, we can't let you if there are no other participants! And the couples inside the maze would not leave just because you wanted to play."
"Then we win by default! It's not that hard!" Saccharide put his hands down the hard surface of the desk making the things above it bounce.
As scared and shocked as he is, the young staff sighed to release the pressure and sat on his seat again to settle, "You don't understand, Sir..." -with hands completely rested and posture in a professional position, he told the essence of the competition.
"This € 5,000 garden is something to be worked hard on. The owner of this garden wants someone who'll fight and win for it. The investor of this garden believes the essence of sweat and tears over it to add in its value is extremely needed," his mouth ran like an automated answering machine and he seemed to be practicing his lines for a very long time.
"One of the pros of having this garden is that you don't have to pay at the entrance for a package. Another one is that you'll have your very own property and picnic ground for your families to cherish bonding moments," his explanations got to the girl as she listened with full attention and hands behind her back, "Lastly...-"
Saccharide looked over to his girlfriend who was like the usual listener before grunting and rolling his eyes. He dug her denim pockets to find an eyeliner pen and a foundation.
The boy found it quite odd when he sees 2 pieces of make-up within his girlfriend's reach when she never uses it in his watch. 'Must be to cover up my love marks. Such a girl scout!' he praised.
"Just what I need," it popped inside his head as he dug the pit of his pocket like a scavenger, pulling something out.
Without any knowledge of what the male teen has been cooking up under his sleeves, the passionate staff kept on declaring his melodrama while the girl listened with the same interest, "-So you see there are more to this than letting beautiful people such as both of you win this by default, you need to-"
"I'll buy it..." Saccharide interrupted and slid a check to the appalled staff.
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