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7: Caught

My hands are sweating. I wasn't expecting to see him just sitting there. What can I do now, especially after his warning earlier?

I stay rooted to the spot, not sure of what to do. Well, I do know, but I can't will myself to move forward. He's sitting there with a tumbler in front of him, smoking a cigarette. If I don't move now, I'll be a minute later than I already am, and that will be worse for my case.

I start walking, one foot in front of the other, and he looks back as if sensing my presence. I can tell by his expression that he's not at all content. He's eyeing me distastefully. Of course he knows I'm late. He was probably expecting this, and I didn't let him down. Now, he has the perfect excuse to fire me. I'm torn between walking over to him and apologizing or just going straight to the bar and finding something to do. I go with the latter. I don't plan on making things worse for myself.

I can feel his eyes on me as I go about wiping counters and cleaning shot glasses. None o
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