Drasa’s POV
I don’t know why her statement pulled a gasp from my lips. And I was sure that if I had been the one to say something like that, the manager would’ve thrown a fit by now.
But he just swallowed hard, glanced at Amelia who was busy with her iPad, and walked away.
I cleared my throat loudly to get Amelia’s attention.
“How do you manage to always get the manager under your thumb?” I raised an eyebrow, genuinely curious.
She shrugged casually. “Nothing. I’m not doing anything. I just speak the truth,” she replied with a small smile.
The day dragged on with us serving both rude and nice customers. Some came in just to run their mouths without ordering anything, and Amelia ended up chasing them away.
By nightfall, the bar was packed, and both Amelia and I were busy serving drin
