Lisa wiped the bar clean for the thousandth time. She hated working the early shifts, and by early, August meant evening before the real night shifts, if only because the place was a bore and there was nothing to do. Unfortunately she had been stuck with them for the last few days in order to get some girls trained. August had offered her incentive, but it was nothing like the tips she would have made otherwise. With only a handful of patrons looking to get away from the realities of their lives for only a few hours before returning to their hobbles of homes, Lisa entertained herself with cleaning and taking inventory.
She was looking forward to going home just before Wo Jin bedtime, but the boy was still upset about the youth center. She couldn't blame him. It was the closest thing he had to an organized activity, and Lisa couldn't afford to put him into any real classes. Another reason why she was pissed about taking an early shift. She was planning on making extra tips to put him in a real program, but that plan was getting further and further away.
She sat on the floor behind the bar, browsing through a binder of lists and scanned the shelves to see what needed to be restocked. She growled. Someone was stealing the Grey Goose again.
"Is Lisa in?"
Lisa whipped her head up at the sound of her name. She reared up onto her knees when she heard a grunt in response before popping up from behind the counter. She smirked when she noticed the person asking for her jumped and looked annoyed.
"Jennie?"
"Hello," the brunette said offering her hand.
Lisa squinted at it. "Are you lost again?"
Jennie looked from the blonde to her unshaken hand. Realizing the attempt was futile she pulled it back, mumbling about rudeness. "I have a proposition for you."
"How did you even know I would be here?"
"I asked your friend last night," Jennie dismissed.
"You came here last night?" The blonde asked incredulously with a laugh. "To look for me? Here?"
The older woman ground her teeth as she gave a tight smile. "Did I not just say that? Now are you done pressing the how I came here and ready to know the why?"
Lisa motioned with her hand for Jennie to continue.
With a huff and a wave of her head, Jennie sat on a bar stool across from Lisa. "I need Wo Jin."
"Excuse me?" Lisa's body reflexively tightened and her voice had taken a low tone.
"I'm working alongside Hoony and Jisoo on a project, and it would be effective if Wo Jin was involved," the brunette answered cordially.
"What exactly are you working on that involves my son?" Lisa asked slowly giving a wary eye.
Jennie leaned in close, a practiced smile on her lips. "We're hoping to save the youth center."
Lisa adjusted her beetle into the spot she had parallel parked in for the hundredth time, cursing the fact that even after twelve years of driving, doing that stupid move was necessary and still unmastered. She swore quietly under her breath, glaring briefly at her son who openly laughed at her.
She eyed her side view mirror seeing that her bug was askew but shrugged. "Good enough."
Wo Jin laughed as he opened his door. "So what exactly does Jennie need my help for?"
"She wanted you to be a model or something," Lisa answered coming across the car and nudging him lightly. "Did you practise your catwalk pose?"
He narrowed his eyes, unamused by his mother's antics as he stepped through the door she held open for him.
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MMH(Jenlisa Adaptation)
Fanfiction*That's not my story аll rights and credits to the original author hunnyfresh* Lisa Manobal works hard every night as a bartender, struggling to raise her son and save up enough to own her own bar. Jennie Kim is an upper class New York photographer...