"Fuck,"
Her voice was rather edgy, and had the slightest hint of annoyance as she damped a washcloth and walked over towards a table, bending over slightly to wipe it down. Her boss had just told her that she would have to stay in another hour later, when she was supposed to be getting off thirty minutes earlier. Grinding her teeth through closed lips, Micha threw the towel onto the table and plopped herself down onto the red and brown booth, her green-blue eyes just staring down at the white table idly. She could not believe it. And to think that she could actually hang out with her friends. Letting out a loud laugh, she soon quieted herself when she saw a customer walk inside. She stood up, brushed off her apron, then grabbed the towel, walking back to where the sink was and laid it down on the edge of it. Going over to the cash register, she watched as the lady, probably around her mid 30s, picked out what she wanted.
"Can I have a grande chai, add whip?"
"3.29 is your total,"

Micha went to the right a few steps, then began to whip up the drink. Coming back, she placed it in front of the lady, took the money -dollar bills and exact change- and bid her a-do. Letting out a soft sigh, she felt her phone vibrating in her gray faded skinny jeans. Pulling it out swiftly, she looked at it. Grinning some, she flipped open her silver enV and let her thumbs fly over its keyboard. After the text message was sent, she closed her phone, then slid it right back into the safety of her back jeans pocket. Letting a skinny, and rather pale hand run through her bleach blond hair a few times, she looked over at the clock, which hung over a few chairs. Only about 55 more minutes of this place and she could go out and have some fun.


ooc; yes, i know, it sucks. but it was all i could think of. lol