It's been a few weeks after my last encounter with the generation of mirlicals and I'm not going to be particularly thrilled if I have to see them again.
Jeff and I are getting on well. Apart from his bar work I don't really know anything else about him. Although it's a bit suspicious that I heard him leave the flat last night at 1 and come back around 3.
But it would be rude of me if I asked him.
The bar has been quieter than normal . Ever so often there is a random group of guy who walk in, just as we were about to pack up.
Apart from that not much is happening. This is the perfect , yes slightly boring , life I have wanted.
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I tie my thick blue hair back into a pony tail as I close my locker door. I check my clothes in the mirror before leaving . Recently the boss has given us each a kind of uniform.
Mine is a long white sleeved shirt, there is lace on the collar and sleeves. It looks like cosplay . I was given some ripped Jean to finsh off the outfit but of corse having to work in this crazy bar they went completely over the top when ripping them.( the pic is rly bad but its the closest thing I could find )
The legs from about half my thigh down is ripped , no forget that it's completely shredded. There are around a thousand rips in these black skinny jeans. When ever I take the trash outside my legs are freezing.
As I walk out the bar i see Jeff talking with the 'random group' as I call them. One of them places a small plastic bag on the table and was off do the dance floor with his drink.
Jeff quickly shoves the bag into his pocket.
I wonder whats in the bag?
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Fiksi Penggemar◀What if things turned out differently for our young protagonist kuroko?▶ Making friends ,Family life, Being alone? ~~~~~~~~~~~ I do not own kuroko no basuke or the characters or art used in this story. Thanks for reading! <3
