Freya’s P.O.V
Another hour went by after Cameron’s group left the restaurant. Everything was going smoothly and I breathed a sigh of relief on making it to the end of my shift without causing any major trouble. The day was almost at its end and I was finally going to go home and rest. At this point, I wasn’t even hungry anymore…I just wanted to sleep.
I changed out of my work clothes and folded them neatly inside my locker. They should be good for another day and I’ll be able to get them cleaned tomorrow so I can keep wearing them next week as well. But just as I exited the changing room, Roger was there to greet me and he didn’t look happy at all.
“Wh-what is it?” I asked him, looking up at his grim face.
“One of our customers complained about your rude behaviour today.” He got straig
