EMERALD'S POV
IT WAS SATURDAY and it was really exhausting like hell. Today's customers look like scattered students. Since there is no school the next day and the offices are closed, here they are, rewarding themselves, so expert in wine as if they have no family to go home to, as if there is no wife to hurt, as if there is no child to neglect.
Although, not everyone has a family or a spouse. Others are married, while others are those who no longer choose to have a family. But usually the male customers who come here has only one goal, and that is to get a woman who can use for the rest of the night
"Are you tired?" Ryan suddenly asked me. One of my colleagues is also a server. This person is a bit airy but kind. There is no reason for me to avoid him or stop him from what he is doing
