"What do you want perv?" she chewed loudly on her chewing gum and blew a bubble. Kris on the other hand, was definitely not afraid to voice her opinion about their boss, loud and clear. He made Angela very uncomfortable but she really needed her job so said nothing about it. Luigi was a short and stout man who was a little too touchy-feely with them. "Hello girls." The pair heard their boss, Luigi, call from inside the kitchen behind them. She was tall and slim, but when Angela thought about it she figured everyone was tall when she stood beside them, being just a little over five feet. Kristen was feisty and 'Didn't take s**t from no one'- but those were her own words. Angela would almost bet the work days were even more boring when you were on your own. Kristen was a bubbly redhead who welcomed her ever since she started there at the diner she thought Kristen was probably just delighted to finally see someone else work waiting tables alongside her. "Hello Kris." She smiled weakly back at the other woman, calling her by her nickname like she wanted. Angela shuddered from the freezing temperature in the diner but took off her hoodie anyways, because she knew her boss would complain about it if she didn't. She saw Kristen making coffee and walked up to her. The noise of the bell dinging on the door at her arrival and the sound of Boys- The Beatles coming from the old jukebox filled her ears. She was freezing and the diner she worked in was no better than outside. Angela finally put herself back together temporarily, getting out of the car and closing the door behind her. But she needed to compose herself before getting out of her beat-up old car. Waving her hands in front of her eyes to stop herself from crying was doing her no good. Most of all, Angela tried not to focus on how alone she felt constantly through all of this. She tried not to think about what had led her to where she was at that moment in time too- her second move, to this quiet town near Toronto. She tried not to think about the reasons she foolishly moved from her home in Miami to New York when she turned eighteen. She tried to put all thoughts of her mother, father and little sister that she hadn't seen in almost five years out of her head. Moved was probably not the best word to describe her circumstances, ran away was more appropriate0 but she did not want to think about that right then.Īngela tried desperately not to think about it because she was on her way to work then and she simply couldn't get upset. She hated the uniform but it was the only job she could possibly find since she had moved here from New York. Why do I have to wear this dress that is terribly short in such cold weather like this? She asked herself in her head as a shiver flew down her spine. It was the coldest October Angela had seen in her twenty-three years on the planet, she shivered under her thin, thread-bear hoodie.
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