Chapter 10 - Lola

I can’t get over just how busy it is in here tonight. The queue at the bar is crazy as ever, I could be waiting forever, and that is just waiting to get served. And if one more person knocks into me, I swear I will karate chop someone in the head!

I had already been elbowed in the ribs by some muscly guy pushing his way to the bar, and some other dude stood on my foot, though I should be grateful I haven’t got dainty shoes on tonight or it would have likely hurt a lot more. Esme told me to make a note of what he looked like and if I saw him again to accidentally on purpose stomp on his toe, I don’t think I would dare, but she made me laugh all the same.

She probably would do that, she has that fieriness in her. And I bet if she did it with the heel of her stiletto it would hurt like a bastard too!

“Lola, Chica, I just got to take this call, it’s about shifts next week, you stay in line, we got to be served soon. I will be back as soon as I can” Esme says to me, an apologeti