Nightshift
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Last published Tue, Jul 12, 2022
- "Dear reader, if you're seeing this then hello! My name is Olive, and welcome to my little home away from home. I spend most of my nights working here as a bartender at one of the local places near the downtown area of Boston, you know the one.
Anyway, if you found this, then hello. This is my little memory lane diary, almost. With so many people coming and going all the time, I like to record some of the more interesting stories I run into. Not to mention, some of these make for quite a story. It's worth the time if you have it. And if I like you enough, well. Maybe I'll share a bit of a secret with you. If you earn it."
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- Join Olive on her shift as she goes meets new people, friends, and offers her advice to some people who really don't ask for it at times, with different stories, experiences, and memories each chapter!
( This story contains possible trigger warnings such as (but not limited to) suggestions of depression, ab*se, etc.)
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