Busy nights

Another evening at work, and tonight the whole restaurant was buzzing with life. As always she was wearing her black and red uniform, one her boss seemed to enjoy watching her in, but the skirt kept riding up her thighs. She of course kept adjusting it, but no matter what she did it would rise up again later. Ian had tonight off, but she could really have used another set of hands. Her boss as always were talking loudly at one of the tables that was reserved for him and his friends. Or at least she guessed that they were his friends, but she wouldn't know for sure.
"Order up! Keep it moving!" a husky male sound rang from the small window that separated the restaurant and the kitchen. Kassia was quick to move out, grabbing the orders and handing it to the tables that it was for. Who really enjoyed their cooking? Not her at least, but people seemed to come anyways. The bar was full as always, and walking up there she started cleaning some glasses, serving up some beers to the usual costumers that were seated there. "I love me a redhead," a drunkard said, leaning over the counter, raising his eyebrows up and down as if he was flirting. "Oh, really? And I love the smell of freshly brushed teeth, but we can't all get what we want it seems," she replied in a polite tone with a cute smile on her lips. The drunkard leaned back, laughing loudly and slamming his beer in to the counter. "A feisty one!" he laughed, chugging down more beer, and Kassia simply rolled her eyes as she continued to serve up drinks.

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Kassia noticed the guy as he sat down, catching his eye as he sent her a charming smile. She returned with a nod as he placed his order, grabbing a shot glass along with a flask of whiskey. It wasn't exactly the expensive kind, but it was perhaps the best spirit on their menu. Pouring for him she looked up at him as he asked what her name was, making her scoff and roll her eyes in a circle. "Kassia," she said in a confident manner, placing a hand on her hip as she looked at the guy. He was far from bad looking, but it looked like he knew that himself, seeing as he kept himself pretty well groomed. Turning her head a little to the side, she poured him another drink as he finished it, biting her lower lip as she turned her gaze out to the crowd of the restaurant. She almost couldn't wait to get home and just get this uniform off, however she still had an hour or so left before she got off.
One of the usuals lifted his hand, waving at Kassia by the counter and that was her cue. "Just a minute," she excused herself, placing the bottle back on  the shelf before walking over to the waving costumer. While he was paying, he was not afraid to suggest things to the redheaded young woman, how he wanted her to come home with him and do indecent things. Kassia simply chuckled, shaking her head. Each night another person tried to take her with them home, but it hadn't really worked. Some nights it had been on the edge of creepy, so she had called a friend to come pick her up in the late nights she worked. Returning to the counter, she opened the cash register, placing in the money from the costumer before tending to the bar again. She looked at the guy who had asked for her name, and curiosity got the best of her.
"What about you stranger? Seeing as you know my name now, what may I call you?" she asked in a cheeky voice.

"I don't know, mysterious stranger sounds a lot sexier in my head," she teased him lightly, but did note his name down mentally. She tended to the bar activities, cleaning glasses and serving up drinks to the others seated there. She was rather good at her job, even though she had only been at it for a couple of weeks. People were starting to take notice of her, but she didn't really know if it was a good or a bad thing. Only time would tell, she thought. As he looked at her, his drink in his hand, she raised a brow at him. His suggestion made her scoff, rolling her eyes a little. "You don't have to beat around the bush, if you wanna fuck you can just tell me," she chuckled, not thinking too much about it. It was almost on a daily basis that the guys would hit on her, promising her everything under the sun if she went with them home. Leaning over the desk, she placed an elbow on the flat surface, looking at Osiris with a challenging twinkle in her eyes. "Although code words are kinda cute, but I wasn't expecting it from a guy like you," she teased him. She wasn't afraid of flirting, mostly because she never took it seriously. Whatever a guy asked her or said to her while she was at work wouldn't really matter much. She knew where she stood, and flirting was almost written in to her contract. Leaning back once more she grabbed the bottle, ready to poor another drink for him.
"Besides, you look like one of those fancy people that only wants a pretty little housewife they can cheat on with their badly paid secretary," she said, raising her brow at him, showing she was clearly teasing him.

//Out, as I'm changing the character //