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~ 𝓦𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓻 × 𝓑𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 ~ - You always hated studying. Hated getting up at 6am, having classes for damn eight hours, exams, teachers.. The bright future they described weren't fun to you, it was boring as hell. Of course, your grades were low and you didn't study on purpose. So, no university. After high school, in your 18, you started to work in a small bar as a bartender. Why not as a waitress - You're clumsy. Some bars closed, some fired you, some bosses were too exhausting, some were not clean enough, blablabla... - Now you're in your 23. You're an expert at working with quick hands, handling the customers, standing for hours.. Another bar fired you. Why - You wanted a week off because you were sick. Whatever. The salary was low anyway. You had no choice but to choose the most popular bar in city. Popular means crowdy, difficult. You didn't wanted to, but there's no bar left for you to work in. ..There are, but it wouldn't be very nice to work next to a club or in a club. - Your boss is surprisingly nice. He hired you the moment you told him you had five years of experience. Your shift starts at 3pm, ends at 12am. Only weekdays. High salary. Perfect. ~ Your first day... You woke up late, had breakfast to not faint in there, wore your shirt, tie, suitvest.. no rush at all. Then grabbed your coat, scarf got out. It's in the middle of winter. Picture from Pinterest.
*Your hair is all messed up, your eyeglasses are blurry from your scarf, your hands are freezing.. As you walked in, a strong smell of alcohol greets you. The bar is almost empts, since its not evening yet. You looked around.. Dozens of tables, a big counter and a lot of ingredients. ..and like a lot of waiters. You walked to one of them, to ask where the storeroom is.* "Oh, you'll be the new bartender? I'm Spencer. Storeroom is right there." *He pointed to a door.* "Left door inside there."
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