Rhea
Freya’s diary
4th August, 2019.
Dear diary,
Today, something strange happened. It’d been another normal and boring night of me working in the Red Eye again, serving drinks to all the regulars flitting in and out of the fully packed bar. I’ve been trying to pick up as many shifts as possible, because things have been quite tight lately with money, especially with all my bills piling up.
And even though I should be used to the rudeness of some of the customers by now, somehow, one had still been able to get to me. He’d been particularly quite rude, snapping at me with every chance he’d gotten, and I’d been quite happy when another customer poured a drink on him and started an argument, even though it hadn’t lasted too long. Did I forget to add that I almost dropped a glass, which w
