❝ Class

@Krystal Nana stood behind the bar, covering yet another night for her absent bartender. Ugh, she should really fire him. He was rude, disrespectful, always tardy, but he made amazing drinks. He was probably the best in the city and that made him way too arrogant. Sigh. She should humiliate him or something, bring that ego down a notch. Huge egos annoyed her, although she had a bit of a big one. Except she knew when to bite it back and bow down to someone bigger. How else had she survived so long in the drug business? Sighing softly as the band on stage finished their last song much to the applause of the audience, Nana couldn't help but wonder if the rest of her life was going to go like this. Covering up for horrible tenders, listening to indie bands, deal drugs on the side, maybe play around here and there. Never to feel attracted towards anyone, or any ual desire. All she felt towards people were a general dislike and a certain amusement at leading them on. There was this one person but... it was unhealthy to think of her. Wiping down glasses, she zoned out a bit, not paying attention to anything; including the stares of the patrons at her button down blouse and short skirt. Some level of her registered disgust, but otherwise she was oblivious to everything.