>>2348371HUGE favor; for clarity, can you put a "***" (three stars) between each part on the pastebin I know you're compiling?
Sorry to look at a gift horse in the teeth after you've done this out of your own volition.
>>2348371>>2348482I really like these two images. Something about bottomlessness.
>>2348365Rudy easily forgave my tardiness, but my coworkers gave me sly looks. I heard someone mumble “Must be nice not having to worry about being on time because of your rack.” It honestly hurt. It was a girl I had known for years, Vanessa; her hair was blue and curly and we had never spoken to each other outside work. I had half a mind to show her my ‘rack’ and see what she thought about it after she was kissing at my feet.
Silvia shushed her, probably because I had smiled at her yesterday; although she had always been polite.
Other than those two, Luz, Reena and Debbi were working today. Luz was Peelar’s mom; she was a little old to be a waitress but she knew the work better than anyone. She was unofficially the second in charge. Reena was the opposite; she was the new girl and had barely turned old enough to work here; she was still learning the ropes and often did mistakes; her black curls danced all over the place when she vowed to apologize. About Debbi the only nice thing I could tell about her was that she worked hard; I had no idea if she had any friends; she had an interesting look with her heavily tanned skin and dark-blue hair.
Rudy’s pub was two-stories tall, as most everything in town. The stairs up and on the porch were rickety and old, a little bent on the middle after all those years of use. The upstairs area was much smaller, it was kind of a barandal; we all barmaids were supposed to dirtily stare down at any customers going there before it was full downstairs because they made us climb up the bad stairs with trays of beer. If you went upstairs, you better leave a good tip unless you liked rancid beer!
