Elena
“Guys, group meeting!”
All our heads turned to Rona, who had an impressed look on her face. The ceremony hall would be open in one hour, which meant we still had some time left before it was time for us to switch rooms and take our seats. “Wait, first of all.” Rona looked at us. “The bar looks really pretty, doesn’t it?”
It was not something odd for Rona to jump from one subject to the other. It was something she often did, and we were all used to it. “It does!” One of the girls agreed. Even though Stacey and I started working at the bar around the same time, she was a bit less motivated than I was—but now that there was money involved, everything was different.
“You wanted to tell us something?” I pushed Rona. “Oh, yes!” She spoke. “I—“
“Wait!” Stacey interrupted her. Annoyed,
