Shoot or lose

2

June 30th and July 1st - 1995
New Jersey

Angel

"Angel Moore. Good to see you're alive"

Fully entering the office, I close the door behind me.

"You don't know me" I shush him. "I don't want you telling anyone we met before. You'll regret it if you do. I'm serious" I threaten my boss with a straight face. Not a hint of intimidation.

"Feisty as ever" He comments with a arrogant smirk. "Please sit" He gestures to the chair infront of his.

The chair I've sat so many times before while discussing business with Edwin, now seems wrong. Uncomfortable even.

"I don't plan to stay here long"

"You will if you want a job" He says with a strict attitude.

Clenching my jaw, I sit. "Let's start with the basics. Full name, age-"

"You already know that"

He rolls his tongue by his top teeth. "I thought we had never met"

Fucking prick.

"Fine. Angela Moore, 26"

"Very well. What's your role in here?"

"I'm the main bartender"

He nods writing something in a sheet of paper. "You handle the drinks"

"Yeah plus the drunk fucks throwing themselves at me every chance they get. It's not just drinks"

"I'm aware. Did you used to have uniforms?"

"Hell no" I frown disgusted. "And you better not come up with some stupid idea. I express myself through my clothes. You can't take that away from me"

"I don't plan to. It was a simple question"

"Right. Of course it was" If he thinks I'm falling for any of this, he's dead wrong.

"Let's get into the personal questions, shall we?"

"You wanna know what my favorite color is?" I chuckle haughtily.

"Sexual orientation, relationship status, family members, your cellphone number"

"Why the fuck would you need to know that?"

"Questioning your boss is a bad choice" he taunts me. "Answer my questions, miss Angel"

"Pansexual. I don't know if you're aware of what that is since we're still living in a idiotic and closed off world, but I will not stand being criticised about who I sleep with"

"You act defensive with everyone or am I especial? My shoulders tense. "I'm bisexual myself. Don't have to worry about that kind of thing with me"

"Hm whatever. My relationship status is complicated"

"As in?"

"As in I'm currently only fucking one person but we're not dating" He just stares at me blankly. "I would love to not be slut shamed"

"Im not judging. Just admiring the filthy mouth on you" The tone on his voice makes me shiver.

"What? Don't the French lady's curse?"

"No they don't"

"Unfortunately for you, I'm not planning on changing anything about myself"

"I wouldn't want you to" Is he trying to flirt with me?