Ethan up above!!!
A routine: a series of activities done chronologically from when you wake up till the time your soul retires.
Most of my days were spent trying to survive from demons... Or myself.
Woke up every morning, went to work, got back home, ate dinner and slept restless nights alone. It was a good thing demons do not need much sleep or else school would have been my greatest challenge.
All it took was one day for this routine of mine to abruptly get to its end. All it took was one man to walk through night club doors and ruffle my feathers.
The club was celebrating my boss' success in opening a new branch by giving away free drinks. Apparently whenever that happens, waitresses get twice as many spanks than usual.
The good thing was that I worked as a bartender.
So there came a time when all of them were occupied and I had to serve drinks at a V.I.P sectioned table because my aisle was free.
No one dared even look my way as I set my tracks for that table. But, a customer felt audacious enough to try spank me in front of his friends nevertheless.
I flipped our positions and had him pinned on the table with his hand behind his back. The whole club fell silent to the sound of his moans of pain as I pushed his hand higher up his back. I was happy when he tapped out like a losing wrestler and broke some glasses in the process.
"Try that again and those glasses won't be the only things breaking", I said before I let him go.
"As a waitress you are supposed to let me touch you and not defame my image", he said. "I'll be leaving this place immediately".
"Awesome. That will be 300 bucks", I said bored of his attitude.
"What? This is highway robbery. Isn't this club supposed to be cheaper today?"
"And aren't you supposed to be a man?"
The retort I gave had his face turning a dull red out of anger. He then schooled his expression to a blank one before he demanded to see my manager. Ethan.
Ethan was a tall man about the height of 6 ft 2 with a slim toned physique. His silver eyes were mesmerizing when sun rays hit him at a certain angle. He had a slim nose that sat perfectly atop his plump, full lips. He had a mop of black hair that was always styled professionally.
Once Ethan showed up, what he said next had me gapping at him in surprise.
"Jordan, brother, what a surprise?"
"And I'll be on my way because this insolent waitress of yours has got no manners at all".
That was when I piped in stating that if he called me insolent yet expected me to have social etiquette, he needed help and alot of prayers.
I left them on their own after I reminded Jordan that he owed me the 300 bucks.
I could feel the weight of his glare on my back when I made my way back to my assignated aisle.
When I got home exhausted, I was stuck with a niggling thought at the back of my mind that Jordan was not a coincidence. Nothing in my life ever was.
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