PerFecTLy ObseSseD

Xierra

Why was this uniform so damn tight?
I definitely hadn't gained any weight, it was impossible for me to do so with all the bills I needed to pay , heck I bet I'd lost 10 pounds this month because all I'd been able to afford where peanut and jelly sandwiches or instant noodles
Lucky me loved both . I slid on pantyhose that I'd personally brought because I had a gut feeling the uniform would be ridiculously short but it was a ridiculously good pay to simply hand drinks out , a couple of snacks , clean spills and look pretty
I gritted my teeth remembering the stupid grin on Vance's stupid face. He was nothing close to benevolent
And I was pretty sure he hated me as much as I hated him . 
Whatever i was here and it was already 7pm
Meaning guests where arriving. in six hours I'd be over and done with this gig meaning i could rest up for the afternoon class I had tomorrow
The over baring noise of a girls shriek forced me out the bathroom I'd been using to change and into the main bedroom we'd been provided with as a temporary staff room
I froze
Grey eyes locked in on me and she blinked twice

" Uhm ... Help!? "

Oh crap
Her silver air was caught in the latch of the large glass sliding door which led to the patio it looked hellishly painful. I almost tripped in my rush to help

" What the hell "

I mumbled under my breath trying to pull the door open which only made her scream again and glare up at me

" For fucks sakes are you trynna uproot my hair or what!? "

" If you could just relax and remember you're the idiot that achieved getting her hair stuck in the door maybe getting you unstuck would be easier! "

I hated people yelling at me
It always made me yell back and loose my status of
' the totally chill girl or never got into silly arguments'

How the hell did this even happen the damn thing wouldn't budge . It probably locked and caught her hair in the process. But how'd she even lock it?

" Look just .....ughhhh!!!! Grab a fork or something because pulling on the doors making it worse "

" The hell am I supposed to do with a fork "

I rolled my eyes . Shouldn't she atleast to be a little nicer to me? For all I cared I could simply leave her stuck here and hope another employee comes up here to free her

" Anything better than what you're currently doing with your gorilla hands "

Did she just say you have gorilla hands ?
How dare she
I took a step back . Sure It'd been ages since got my nails done and maybe I my fingers had abs from all the tables and floors I mopped clean but gorilla hands? Oh hell no
No one insulted Xierra Cage like that

" Fine then why don't you have fun with the door me and my gorilla hands are gonna get to work "

She gasped

" No, please don't go . I swear to be nicer - "

" I'll grab a pair of scissors then",

it was nonchalant so she knew wasn't joking

" Ahhhh!!!! No , look there's probably keys for the door in this room if you find them you can just unlock it and let me out" 

I tilted my head and creased my brows together.
Would I get Into trouble if I left her here? I didn't get her stuck
Slowly I turned on my heels and my eyes scanned the room. It was well furnished but not stuffy and very modern. I'd expected entire house to have blues and whites decorating it but everything around here was an obsidian masterpiece , neutral colors gave the illusion of more life being breathed into the property. It really was a beauty
It was the first I'd seen like this in LA
My hand ran across the cool wood of a large drawer. I had to get on my tippy toes so I could even brush the third shelf being 5'2 was not doing me or my ankles justice right now