#clairestart

“Dude, I am not working today.” Claire snapped at the guy to her left who had been continuously bugging her for the past ten minutes or so - obviously drunk already. She’d been sitting in Pete’s nursing a vodka tonic for the past half hour. “In case it wasn’t obvious, I’m on this side of the bar.” Claire gestured to another bartender on the other side of the bar. “If you want a drink, they’re your best bet. Keep bugging me, I might just lose my cool.” She turned and angled herself away, rolling her eyes to somebody else somewhere nearby. “God, this town is too small...”

“Oh - I don’t actually work here, sorry.” Claire explained to the person who had stopped her. She was just clearing up a table to help the staff since she’d noticed they were overly busy and she likes to be helpful sometimes.