Lola-On the morning of Saturday the 24th
Same story, different day. The breakfast shift is super busy, but I know to keep the coffee cups full and always have the creamer flowing. With a joyous skip in my step, I shimmy around the tables, watching my gratuity double with my regulars. I give special attention to those with kids, ensuring they get what they want.
I make out like a bandit before my break, with two hundred in tips and feeling proud. After a grueling start to the morning, there’s finally a lull, and I can take a quick break. My feet are sore as I grab a snack and sit at the breakfast bar. I check my phone to pass the time. Nathan sent me a message around ten o’clock, making me remember his texts from last night.
Nathan - Sorry, please don’t be mad at me.
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