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sto Bar's

eak room. They were laughing as they talked. "Oh my God, he's so handsom

e here? It's a shame you didn't see the owner's son arrive earlier; you could hav

at she said and wen

you know she had a boyfriend already, and her boyfriend w

t it right, Amanda; my boyfriend is so yummy that I'm

za replied, glaring at me wi

ted the urge to pull her hair and smack her face on the floor.

d is still so attractive that most women

ted when I bragged

said as she walk

exchanged glance

le out at night, particularly adults, to go bar hopping. Preparing the food and dr

. I. P.S. to bring some food and drinks. Our manag

ecially if the guests are VIPs. We ensure that there are no mistakes. To avoid upsetting the guest, we analyze every move we make. Even

ke ramp models. I only walked in the hallway plainly, trying not to attract the guests' attention. Tonight's VIP guests were all men, and they were all sta

in seeing his entire face either. I believe he was the person mentioned by our manager ear

ale guests, followed by the other crew and me, who

place is paradise!"

d at us smirked at th

xpressed appreciation for the bar, and sa

ad a hidden agenda. I noticed that almost all of them were so focused on Ama

breathing not to attract their attention. I barely looked at the guests as they continued to converse. I finally finished putting the drinks I brought.

mumbled. I kept walking toward the kitc

the person who had called me. I was right; it was she! She noticed

I was outside when I was supposed to be in the V. I. P lounge. "

ised a perfect alibi. "Hmm, ma'am, I just finished serving the drinks, and it seems they love Amanda

ager examined my face. "

r stuttering, nodding my

e if that's the case; just go to the kitchen

nk you," I replie

. Then she turns and

nue walking toward the kitchen while singing my favorite Taylor Swift song, "You Belong with Me." O

ile. "Hmm, sir, I'm just

see," h

customers. The good news is that everything is going well tonight, and my shif

om. As I was about to pick up my bag, I heard my phone ring i

. Aaron, my best boyfriend, had called. I answe

ide; are you done with you

to come out; wait for me there, oka

be here waiting for y

removed the name tag from my chest and placed it in the bag. Then I removed the clip tied to my hair a