CHAPTER SEVEN: Medius

“Serve this to table four.” Xyrus forced a platter on me. “And this to table eight.” And another platter. “And clean the tables over there!” he added.

We were in peak season and we were having customers left and right both dine-in or take out and he made me do everything. He made my co-workers gave their roles to me. They were enjoying watching me suffer from the employee’s lounge. Everyone in here hated me since I’m a medius except for grandma Harrison of course.

He was treating me as a slave the entire morning and I think it would end when the day ends! I’ve been doing tasks assigned to him by grandma herself while he spent all his time flirting with the cashier and making out in the kitchen!

Right now I was like a kettle over a burning stove, any moment I would d*mn whistle. I breathed in deep to get a hold of my temper. I plastered a smile on my lips and flipped my hair on his face.

“You–”

I gave him deaf ears and continued on my way to serve the orders to the customers. I ser