Violet
I was just about to tell Penelope to stop talking nonsense when the bell above the restaurant door chimed.
I turned my head slightly and sighed the moment I recognized them, they were two of my coworkers from the store. They wore the same uniform as me, a black button-ups tucked into fitted slacks, with the store pin shining on their collars.
One of them, Mia, wrinkled her nose when her gaze landed on me. “She’s still eating and chatting when she’s supposed to be working. God, she’s so annoying.”
Her friend, Lacey, snorted. “Give her a break. I mean, it’s the only time someone actually talks to her.”
I looked at them indifferently. I’d known for a while now that my co-workers didn’t like me. They didn’t even try to hide it. Maybe it was because our manager praised me too much,
