Bar work.

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"I can't believe you are choosing that stupid bar owner over me! I thought we were friends. I treated you like a brother!"

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"Hey there cutie can I get a cocktail??" A drunk lady asked me from over the bar. God we are only half an hour into the job and people are already drunk or a mess.

I look quickly over at the menu and start making a tequila sunrise. I finished it off with some ice and a straw. He gladly took it and winked at me before strutting off with a group of people.

As soon as wall clock hit 12, a new groups of people flooded in. Mostly guys.

"I'm going to open up the VIP area, so can you serve these guys?"

I simply nodded and he left. I couldn't see their faces because of the lack of lights in the room.

One of the tall guys stumbled up to the bar.

"Heeeeyyyyyyyyy." He said sitting down on a stall.

"Hi, what can I get you?" I asked.

Now up close I realise how tall this dude really is. I swear he's about six foot, compared to him I look like a middle schooler.

"Yourrrrrr number babe." He smirked.

"I meant to drink. What would you like?"

"Shots." He said.

I made one and handed it to him. I wonder if he's okay. He is staring at me with a blank expression. He doesn't actually look that old now I think about it.

"Not to be rude....but how old are you?" I asked quietly and he looked back up at me.

"As old as you want me to be." He said winking. I can't believe this guy, he does know he's hitting on a guy right? I accidentally laughed a bit at the thought of him realising but then again he is drunk.

I looked back over at him. He was ,again, randomly staring at my face.

Deciding to serve a new customer, I quickly walked away but still felt him staring.....creepy.

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