chapter 7

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Martina

*I was helping Mechi with a cake when Stephie came with a swob and a bucket.*

S: Guess who's got work to do

M: ...okay. Just... leave it there, I will do it.

*She placed the things on the ground and left. I followed her and started doing my job, when Jorge came.*

J: Hey

S: Good morning. The same?

J: Yeah. Thanks. And... I'll have it here

S: Alright. Take a seat

*He sat at the same table as he did yesterday and watched me silently. I would look quite attractive if I didn't have my clothes covered in flour and didn't have struggle with the swob.*

J: You need some help over there?

M: No, I just-I got it. Thanks.

J: How long is it since you started?

M: Started what?

J: Started working here

M: Uh... about a week?

J: I see. You're still too clumsy to have experiences. But don't worry, you'll excell in all this soon. Because you are really talented.

M: Yeah and that is really not what you tell all the girls, right? I am here to work and, your coffee is coming

*I pointed at Stephie who headed to his table and I continued doing my job.*

S: Go to the kitchen. Mechi needs help.

M: Yes ma'am.

*I went to the kitchem door and listened to their conversation.*

S: I'm sorry if she bothered you. She is new here

J: That's okay. Thanks for the coffee sweetie

*Me and bother him? He bothered me!*

Me: Martina?

M: Huh?

Me: Focus on work.

M: Oh... sorry.

Me: Where is your mind?

M: Uh... when you were the waitress, Jorge was coming here everyday already, right?

Me: Yeah

M: And did he flirt with you?

Me: Yeah, but those were just jokes. He never means it. It's just a kind of his game. Teasing and flirting.

M: Alright.

Me: Did he do that to you too?

M: Yeah

Me: And... you liked it?

M: No! Of course not. That is just gross. His "game" disgusts me.

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