Chapter 2: Whiskey Neat
You walked in and walked over to their table. The 7 guys were sitting around the table and in the middle was a woman with short brown hair, in a blue suit. She looked up and as your eyes met, her indifferent gaze completely throwing you off. You got flustered and blurted out "Is there anything I can get you?" As you pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. "Yes, I'll have a vodka soda." One of the men said. "And a long island." Another added.
"Whiskey." The woman said as you looked up from your notepad. "Do you want that neat or on the rocks?" "Neat." She said as her left hand went up brushing her hair. "Ok, and do you want those drinks top shelf or-" She cut you off sounding agitated. "Is that even a question?" She asked as she gave you a chilling look.
Her eyes pierced you as you jotted down the rest of the orders and quickly rushed back to the bar. You took a few deep breaths as you waited for Sam to finish mixing the drinks. He put them all on your tray and you walked them back to the lounge. "Alright I've got a long island, a vodka soda and whiskey neat-" Before you could finish you had knocked the vodka soda into the man's lap.
When you reached to put down the woman's whiskey you bumped it with your arm causing it to fall off the edge of the table. "Oh my god I am so sorry, here let me help you with that." You said as you set your tray down on the table as you grabbed the rag from your apron. While you desperately tried to clean the liquor off the man, you noticed the woman glaring at you as she let out a low and annoyed deep breath, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Uh- I'll pay for your drinks, I am so sorry." You said in a panic trying to ease the situation. You quickly went and got him a new drink and switched back with Sam so you wouldn't have to go back out there.
The rest of the night was slow and as the night dragged on the amount of people crowding the bar bottomed out. After the stragglers left it was time to start turning down tables and putting up the chairs. As usual Sam dipped out and left you to clean up the bar. Your manager was in the back taking stock for the night. It was around 5:50 (am) when you finished and went in the back to grab your bag.
You didn't grab your keys off the counter behind the bar before you left. Your manager locked up behind you. You waited for him to leave the bar. You circled the block making your way to the alley behind the bar. You got to the door and dug through your bag looking for your keys.
( Hope you liked this chapter it was a little filler but I promise the next one goes into more detail and it will be longer... :)
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