DATE: dec 8th, 2019 TIME: 9:24 pm LOCATION: buckshot bar & grill STATUS: open
βWeβre closed,β Nia deadpans, not caring enough to check and see who exactly sheβd been speaking to, earning herself a dirty look from her manager, as theyβd been nowhere closed. Nia merely shrugged in response. It had been a busy night, which only meant good things if you were a server or hostess, neither of which Nia possessed the charisma for. The one night she filled in resulted in a near altercation with a customer, but what was she supposed to do? Magically make the onions theyβd been out of manifest out of her ass? The influx of customers had begun to slow, and Nia had taken to lazily wiping and rewiping down tables to keep busy. βWell, make yourself at home, I suppose,β Nia says with a sigh, eyes flickering up momentarily to finally discover whoβd entered the bar. She blinks for a few moments, before returning to her absentminded table wiping. Sheβd actually welcomed the company of someone else in that momentβ not that sheβd ever admit to it. βYouβre not thinking about ordering a five-course meal or anything, are you?β
