When The Moon Shines

Chapter One - Two Strangers

Author's note:

Hi! So I just want to apologize if there are some grammatical errors. English is not my mother tongue but I'll try to write in English with this story.

This story is purely based on my imagination. Any similarities in name, events, organizations is purely coincidental. But I intend to use actual places here, but some establishments may be imaginary though.

Plagiarism is a crime. This story is only posted here in Wattpad, in this account and none other.
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When you are a waitress at a bar, people would immediately stereotype and think that you are a cheap little slut who flirts with customer to earn more.

I had been openly criticized, insulted and harassed because of my job but I can't do anything since I badly need the the money and I can't work at daytime.

So, for me, it's either I'll put their words to heart or just live like how they think I should be .

How they think I should be.

A dirty little slut.

In my first day here in Bob's, I felt dirty when some random men would openly flirt with me and touch my hands or slap my butt while I serve them their orders. I was nearly terminated on my first day because I punched an ugly ogre who squeezed my butt while I was serving him his orders.

However, after some time I realized that men are natural flirts and they would show interest to anything in skirts. So slowly by slowly I learned to adjust until I finally learned to play along.  Some would drop a few bills as tips when they are satisfied with my service.

I don't know if I should be happy because my tips are many times more than my pay, or if I should be terrified with myself because of what I have become.

"Anisa earned the biggest tips for tonight just like the usual, no?" Henry teased me.

"She's gorgeous and a slick talker when it comes to customers, Hen, that's why." Linda raised her brows at me. "But I sometimes wonder why you are often silent when you are with us."

"Tips are the highest form of motivation for me." I shrugged nonchalantly. It's my second month here now and so far, my tips exceeds my four hours per night, twice a week salary.

I glanced at the digital display on my phone, it says 5:00am. I am at the side of the road with my workmates Henry, the bartender, and Linda, the full time waitress. We are in front of Bob's, where I work part time on Friday and Saturday nights as a waitress. During the other days, the bar is quiet with only few customers so Linda is enough. But Fridays and Saturdays are very busy nights here so I was able to work part time. Bob is happy to have me though, because while I am a really efficient worker, he also doesn't need to pay for another permanent waitress he doesn't need during other days. Although some nights are so busy that  Bob would tell me to extend my hours to five am, just like tonight.

I look up at the sky and inhale the cold air that is so relaxing with a mix of saltiness from the sea boulevard nearby.

"Gotta go now. Have a good sleep, Anisa." Henry said as he hailed a tricycle.

"Good morning, Henry. See you next Friday. " I smiled and waved as he get inside the tricycle.

"Good bye Henry! See you tomorrow!" Linda shouted while waiving her hand that's holding a plastic bag full of take outs from the resto earlier.

"Yeah, take care of my princess, will ya?" Henry shouted back at her. Henry's been expressive about his attraction towards me but I've been honest to him from the start that I want us to be nothing more than friends.