Blue
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“Oy, waitress! Another beer here!” A rude customer bellowed.
You spun around with a smile plastered on your face, “Coming right up!” You turned back around and rolled your eyes. *Rude prick.*
You filled a mug with beer, put it on a tray, and walked over. You were working at your part time evening job at Blue Moon Bar. You were wearing the bar’s uniform: a long sleeved blue blouse, mini black skirt, fishnet stockings, and black stilettos.
When you first worked here a year ago, you had trouble walking in such attire but now you were used to it. Some of the customers’ stares didn’t even bother you anymore.
You headed to the table and set the beer down, “Here you go, sir.” “Thanks.” He grinned and placed dollar bills into the back of your skirt. You jumped at the touch and gave him a queer look.
That, you would never grow accustomed to.
“Tip, doll.” The man winked.
“Er, thanks.” You grumbled and turned to go. He slapped your and your jaw fell in mortification.
The man and his friends laughed loudly, as if that was the funniest thing ever.
Scowling, you quickly walked out of his sight. *So digusting, ugh!*
“Yo babe, what’s your sign?!” A drunk male yelled your way. “Do not enter.” You muttered.
“Get me another bottle of tequila!” Another shouted.
“All right!” You went to the bar, “Sara unnie, one bottle of tequila.” “Araso. Just a minute.” She said.
If you had one friend in your life, it was Sara. She was a tall, beautiful girl in her mid-20’s. She was majoring in fashion and even had a boyfriend who was her high school sweetheart. You admired her courage, calmness, and beauty. You sat on the stool and let out a flustered sigh.
Sara glanced at you and chuckled, “Long day?”
“You have no idea.” You sighed, “Don’t you ever get tired of working here, unnie? So many lame drinkers. How did you manage to stay here for four years?”
Sara smiled and winked, “Only t
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