Raegan and Jon know nothing. (snownotstark) wrote in doorslogs, @ 2012-02-24 01:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | jon snow, tinker bell |
Who: Raegan and Tiffani
What: Workplace shenanigans.
Where: Crazy Horse III
When: Let's say now-ish.
Warnings/Rating: Probably none?
As the coat check girl, Raegan usually never had much reason to venture beyond the club's entrance. She wasn't a dancer, and she wasn't a waitress either; she figured if it ever was discovered that she wasn't actually twenty-one it might be a little less troublesome if she hadn't actually done anything she shouldn't have. Besides, all she did was take coats and whatever else the customers didn't want to keep on them. It was no big deal. Hell, a preschooler could do what she did. As far as her boss was concerned (and had been for a while) she was of age, though, so she had to keep her opinions on age restrictions to herself.
Her shift had gone as it usually did, and she'd made some decent tips despite not actually doing much. When the influx of customers slowed, Raegan slipped away from her post and sat at the bar to watch, keeping to the back on purpose, but no one noticed her. She wasn't interested in girls or anything, but what some of the dancers could do was pretty cool and a lot of the guys who came in were prime targets for her silent mocking. It was a way to amuse herself, if nothing else. Jon made things a little complicated, since he was into girls, but he was too shy to come right out and say anything. Mostly she just felt what he did, which could be awkward depending on how much she let it influence her.
She scrambled off her barstool when she caught sight of a group of four guys coming in, and after smiling while they guffawed and made entirely not-funny quips before two of them actually handed over their suit jackets, she was back at her perch at the bar. Just a couple more hours, she thought, and I'm outta here.