"I've been working here as a bartender for a couple days now, I do have to say it's pretty boring since no one talks to me. I don't even have my usual makeup on, so I can't look that intimidating and shit." She thought out loud. "I just gotta deal with it since I know I'm sure as hell not gonna talk to them first I guess." She always hated starting convo's and well it was usually small talk anyways. Before she knew it she could go on a break. She walked into the staff only room to charge her phone which didn't charge last night. After she went into the staff only bathrooms. "This might not be the best idea but i've never seen anyone in here, I might as well try." She grabbed a marker from her bag and put it to the wall. "Hi" she wrote. Nothing more. She quickly put her marker away and got out. The girl secretly hoped someone would write back before the cleaning lady would clean it off. There were two shifts after hers still so maybe ? The cleaning lady comes twice a week only she didn't know which days yet. Her shift was never boring, but today it was all empty and quiet for a change. She hadn't slept very well the previous night so it could also just be her blocking everything out. "I'm hella tired." She said sighing and hanging her head low. "Just a couple more minutes Fla, A couple more minutes till you can go home again". She was exhausted really. "Finally" she muttered underneath her breath when her shift was over. She grabbed her stuff as fast as she could and bolted out the door. "Damn I can't wait to be home."
Another night another shift she said as she was putting on her uniform which consisted of a short sleeved white shirt, some black jeans and an apron like skirt thing. She put her things away and started working her shift. Maritza loved being a bartender and she loved the attention even though it could get gross or annoying from time to time it wasn't nice of course, but it was nice to hear that you're pretty or hot. She mostly got hot tho. She'd gotten used to it. At first Maritza was grossed out by all the pervy men, but later she started seeing the humor of it. She's been dealing with pervy men all her life, so why would it be different in here ? As long as they didn't touch her she just dealt with it. "It might not be the best job, but I really need the money. " she said out loud. Before she knew it it was time for her break, She went into the bathroom and walked towards the last stall, no one uses it. Or so she thought. The other ones are closer anyways so why go all the way at the back ? It's was like the stall was hers you know. Her eyes immediately went towards the wall. Someone wrote "hi" on it. What is this ? Middle school ? she couldn't help herself tho, "Hello" she wrote back.
Apparently someone did use the last stall... it intrigued her tho. She hoped they would write back again. Her break was over quickly and she went back to work."Damn I slept great" she thought to myself as she stretched. she looked at my phone look at the time. 10 pm, and her phone was almost dead. For some reason she couldn't find her charger, she must've left it at work since she was in such a hurry. she really had to go out and get it since it's her alarm but ugh. she really didn't want to leave her house again, it was necessary tho. she was wearing bootyshorts and an oversized t-shirt so she changed real quick and headed out. Flaca got into her car and turned the volume up high, "might as well enjoy my drive." It wasn't a very long drive, maybe 15ish minutes. She loved driving during the night actually, with all the lights and shit. It was pretty. Soon she arrived back at work and ran to the back, she found her charger on the ground. she must've dropped it. she remembered her writing on the wall. Would someone already have written her back ? she was really curious so she walked to the staff only bathroom again.
"Hey, you can't go back there"
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End of chapter one
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Ah hii, i'm sorry this chapter was kind off a mess, I have to get back into writing yk, but future chapters will be better ! I still hope you enjoyed the first chapter of "Flaritza : writings on the wall" don't be shy and tell me what you think or how I can improve pleaseee. Also leave some suggestions.
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Flaritza// Writings on the wall
FanfictionWhen 2 coworkers start writing things on a wall in their staff only bathroom like little kids, things escalate and well you're just going to have to see for yourself.