A life of Sin ( Complete )

First day

It's Monday. The day we've all been waiting for - and by that, I mean Elsie and I. Sleepily, I hit the snooze button on my blaring alarm. It's 7am, and It's my first day as a waitress at Fire and Ice. From what I remember, the place is huge. A lot of it is just the bar where I'll be working. The scenes go on behind the bar rather than to the side of the bar. So I won't see many scenes unless a perticapent orders a bevrege. That's where I come in. I am scared and excited at the same time and generally don't know how to feel about this.

First things first, I have to get out of bed, even though I really don't want to. I'm so tired. I didn't get much sleep last night. I knew that I should have gone to bed earlier. I just didn't. So now, I have to suffer the consequences and get up.

I stand up with blury vision and half open eye lids. I steady myself before making my way to the bathroom. There, I sit on the toilet for a good five minutes watching Instagram reels and checking stories. I lost track of time.

After standing up from the toilet, I do my hair and make-up. I curl my brown hair. Then, I do my face pretty simple. Nothing to over the top, but it's nice, and I like it. That's all that matters. That I like it. I'm not too focused on making a good impression, as you can tell.

I squeeze into some leather pants and pear that with a white tank top. Well, I suppose ' squeeze ' is not the right word as I did just lose thirty pounds, resulting in me becoming paler than before. I still feel I have some to go, though. I am still actively losing weight, but that's beside the point.

Now that I am fully ready, it's time to eat. I go to the kitchen and make a cup of coffee and grab a banana and a small bowl of Cheerios to eat. Once I finish that, I start walking to work.

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After a long walk, about forty minutes, I arrived at Fire and Ice. At the door, I am greeted by the gaurd. The same guard who I met last time I was here. He showed me to Master Batiens office for my interview. He looks down at me and speaks,

" ID, please. "

I give him what he asked for. He looks over it. Carefully reading all the information. He looks at the card and then at me. He finally nods in aproval.

" Valere, come on in. You're right on time. As much as I like your outfit- " He starts before I interrupt him.

" Thank you, Sir. " I say meekly.

" Your uniform is waiting for you. Uniforms are required for all staff to wear. You can locate said uniform in the change room by the poles. " He points in the derection of the poles.

There, a mix of women and men work the poll. Spining gracefully around it. Some hanging from it with just their thighs. It really in impressive as fuck if I do say so myself, which I do.

" That's where the changing room is. Each uniform is labled with a name tag so you know whose is whose, including yours. Find your dress and then make your way to the bar to report for duty. Our head bar tenders, Area and Chan-Yeol will tell you what to do. What table drinks and food go to and how to adress people. It seems you have an idea of how to act since you already called me ' Sir ' and seem very polite, so that is good. " He looks at his watch.

" Okay, you have ten minutes before you are expeccted to be serving, so I suggest that you hurry. Otherwise, Master Bastien will be mad and trust me, you don't want to see him mad. Now get going! " He warns and ushers me past him.

I speed walk a few steps in, then scan the place with my eyes and brain, trying to remember where the pole dancing section is. Then, I feel stupid becouse I see it. It is literally right fucking to the left of me along with the door to the changing room. I perce my lips together and mentally curse myself for bring so dumb. Once I finished scolding myself, or more specifically, my brain, I started walking to the changing room.

As I aproch the door, a tall man energes from it, and that's when I relize that it is unisex. Is that even legal? I guess it is becouse I don't have the time to ask Google if it is.

I enter the room and inspect each dress or suit hanging up. They are black and gold. Very chic. I find mine in the mix of female and male names and strip down, trying to hide myself.

Once I get the dress on, I go to the bar. There, I see five workers. Which one is Area? Which one is Chan-yeol? I speak up and say,

" Excuse me, I'm new here and need to see Area and Chan, where are they? " I ask while trying to seem confadent, but failing miseably.

" I am she. Area. " Says a slim and pale woman walking towards me from behind the bar.

" I'm Valere. Nice to meet you. Will you tell me what to do? " I stick my hand out for her to shake and she does.

" Of course. You can help me with this order for table nine. " She says as she puts glasses of Alcahol on a try and carefully hands it to me.

I take it with two shaky hands from her and start walking, searching for table nine. How hard could it possibly be?