I don't want to, I will almost catch my breath when I see him slowly approaching where I am, maybe I just made a mistake, because there is no reason for him to approach me again unless they are going to order something again. but hopefully that is the reason and nothing else.
"Cassandra, you look so nervous? Is there a problem? You've been like that before?" worried question of my co-worker, Michelle, also a bartender.
"ah am I?" I asked while teaching myself, I didn't think this woman would talk to me. I didn't expect it because he's the sister of Daryl, our manager here, known as a stubborn and non -talking person.
"Yes, I have no one else to talk to but you," she said, wait, what? just me?
"ah yes Michelle, thanks for asking," I said shyly. She grinned and took the paper she was wr
