| Tuesday |
[27 Feb 2008|09:16pm] |
Who: Gwen, Nate and OTA
When: A while after the meeting, evening to dusk.
Where: Small tiki restaurant and shop.
Why: First meeting/recruitment.
Gwen had a long day already. Most of the kids in her class today didn't want to dance anymore, or were getting rather sloppy. But they still hadn't mastered the leap. She sighed, biting her lip and thinking of how to revise her teacher's schedule to keep them interested.
She was at home now, having walked from the school there. She had changed out of her pants and t-shirt, taken a shower and put herself into her uniform for work. It was the typical scandalous tiki uniform that everyone wore, bikini top, grass skirt and boy shorts underneath it. Slipping on her sandals at the door she pulled her brown hair up and started into work. She didn't have to walk very far at all. Plus she liked walking, it kept her in better shape than just the normal work outs she did with the kids everyday.
Humming to herself she stepped in under the grass huts, clocked in, and started taking drink orders from the early birds before going back to see if they needed anything to eat. She usually got big tips, being nice and having a genuine smile, unless they wanted to touch her. Then she just couldn't have that, luckily she didn't get that...too much.
After a few hours she paused to eat something. Picking at her food she swallowed a few advil to try to hold her headache at bay. Gwen wondered if she was getting sick then she heard the first few tell-tale voices. The woman in the corner was angry at her lawyer back home, screwing her over and she had a few choice words. The man at the bar was looking at her co-worker Cheri and those were some moves for a porn video.
Gwen closed her eyes, leaning over her plate and the table a little. The palms of her hands pressed against her ears. "Don't do it." She whispered, "I don't want to hear." She tried willing everything away. Her boss thought that she was falling asleep over her food. Large eyes blinked, she took a mouthful, and tried to get it down. Finishing as much as she could she snuck off to take her meds early. Hoping and praying that it would hold off. Coming back out she gave a few new customers a smile, took their order, and made her way over to a table with a male. Giving him a smile, she bit back the sudden pain that felt like her skull was breaking open. For now, it was just those in the bar, "May...may...I serve you a...drink, sir?"
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