Vassi
Moon
- Joined
- Jun 3, 2012
Jess munched on a (American fry/English chip) before she could be seen by customers, or whoever was left. Drunks typically weren't that observant, but she didn't take the risk. Her lipstick might show if she drank their drinks, but would they miss one little fry? She would have to eat when she got home. She knew if she looked at the clock, time would move slower, but she knew it was somewhere near the end of her shift. She was carpooling with her roommate, which was intelligent, considering they worked together. She brought two gentlemen their drinks and fries, and started toward a chair near the bar.