>>1844178It’s almost two o’clock and still no sign from Gloria. Works has gone smoothly; it turns out being a waitress is much easier than being a Buneary girl. Our clients might be of questionable repute, but talking to them is still not all that bad, and it’s a big plus I’m not using high-heels.
It’s not all been all sunshine and rainbows, though; over the course of only this last hour my uniform managed to slip twice, flashing my breasts both times to two different tables. I covered myself as quickly as humanly possible, but way too many people for my taste got a good look at my assets. My rag belt is not holding in place as well as it was before, either; so my movements have become even more careful.
Aria, on the other hand, is plain miserable. Her suit is torn all over, by now it looks like a very irregular bikini that um… slips a nipple she has to cover at all times. I’ve also heard her complain of how painful an asphyxiating wearing her uniform is becoming. Her butt is basically in full view of anyone who cares to see save for a small thread that runs through the crack of it, and if the part on the lower front tears a little bit more people are going to start seeing a bit of black hair. I don’t think she can’t take this for much longer.
a) Tell Aria to stop working, Gloria or not this can’t go on.
b) Finish both our shifts right now. My dress won’t hold forever and I’ve shamed myself enough for today. Lisa has to agree.
c) Keep working. Gloria can’t take much longer, now.
d) Write in.
