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Got the job

She hurries to Jin behind the bar. He hands her a menu card. "These are the drinks we serve, learn them by heart and memorize them." She nods and takes a seat on a high stool next to the bar. She is vigorously reading and learning the menu. After about an hour, the guests come in. Namjoon is ushering them inside, greeting them as if they are old friends. They take a seat and she hurries to them. "What can I bring you tonight for drinks?" She smiles and takes notes of their drinks. They are surprised, but are really looking forward to getting waited on. You hurry to the bar and pass the order. "2 boys with fun, and 1 bapsae please." Jin gets to work immediately. He skillfully whips up the drinks and in no time they are on the bar. She hurries back to the table and places them. She receives the money and even a generous tip. She walks to the next table and slowly the evening gets started. When the hall is pretty full already, and things are getting really busy, there is a loud music and the lights are turned off, only to have lights on the stage. Startled, she turns around to the stage, just in time to see the show. The music is swooping and an angelic voice sings. The person behind the angelic voice is a darkblonde haired, mochi looking man. Very fairy like aura. He keeps singing and hitting high notes and it shakes her up inside. A guest pulls her hem of dress and draws her attention back. She focuses again and quickly looks at Jin behind the bar, who just served her a glare. She decided to continue working and ignore the stage, but that doesn't stop her from staring and glancing at it sometimes during the shift, amazed by the skills of the artists. She also saw Hobi somewhere, but since it was so full house, she couldn't really keep her eyes on the stage for long.

Eventually the hall clears out again, after 5 hours and she is busy cleaning up the hall. Jin is covered in work for dishes. Except for a few mistakes, she did her job perfectly. Although if this keeps up, she would need to find a good system in the hall. Because having so system really sucks. Her bra is full of pocket money from the tips she received. She lets it pour out on the bar. "So how is the tip distribution?" She asks. Jin looks at how she keeps pulling money from her cleavage and how she is leaning forward over the bar to make sure it doesn't drop on the ground, unknowingly revealing a fair view to him. He swallows and pulls his gaze away from the cleavage. "Eh... I guess we'll split? I mean, it's my first time too..." He has red ears and neck, and can't hide his embarrassment. She starts to count the money and splits it in 2. "The hall is cleaned, do you need a hand behind the bar?" She suggests, still full of energy after working a long shift, on little sleep and without a decent preparation. She didn't feel tired at all tho. "Eh, well, if you don't mind, you can do the dishes, and I'll restock the bar since that is kinda heavy lifting and such." He makes his way to a basement behind a ground board, leaving her alone. She starts the dishes and they are plenty. By doing such a monotonous job, she suddenly feels the hit of tiredness. She moans and keep going, decided to give it her best.

"You are really showing what you are made off." A familiar voice sounds from in front of the bar. She looks up and is met with Hobi's face. He smiles a wide smile. She smile back. He leans forward and softly strokes with his thumb over her cheek. Flustered, she turns away before hearing him snicker slightly. "Got some foam on your cheek there, hun." She turns back to him, to see his finger holding onto some foam. Embarrassed about her quick reaction, she continues. "I think it went well, it was fun. I couldn't see a lot from the show tho..." She says with sadness in her voice. "Well, maybe if there is a better system or you are getting used to the job, you will be able to enjoy the show. And otherwise, you are always welcome to come here earlier to see the rehearsal." She smiles. "Thanks." He softly pets her head and gets off the stool. "I am going home now. Goodnight." He waves and winks before leaving the venue. Jin comes back up, carrying heavy kegs and bottles. She hurries to help him out. She holds the keg right next to where his hands are and he looks up. They are face to face, almost noses touching. She holds her breath. He seems to be lost in her eyes for a while too. "I-it's okay, I got it..." He mumbles and rips his eyes away from their eye contact. She pulls back and nods, flushed. "O-okay..." She looks for something to do, but most of the dishes have been done in mean time. "Eh, so..." She starts. Jin places the keg down with a moan and wipes the sweat of his brow again. "You did surprisingly well tonight. The guests seemed to like the extra service. I guess if you keep it up like that, I have no other choice. You are hired. Give me your phone number and I'll text you your hours." She hands him her contact details. He opens the cash register and counts money. "Your wage for today." She saw quite a few high bills in there. It is obvious that her wage isn't minimum wage. Gratefully she accepts and leaves for a well deserved rest at home.