Name: Chase Age:23 Position: Seke Likes: listening to music Dislikes: his job, other people History: unknown Starter: Chase was about half way through his night. It was a Friday night, and he was stuck serving drunk men at the bar. Chase needed the job, so he kept his complaining to a bare minimum.. The regular drunk men ordered their regular concoction of a drink, his boss showed up and smirked at Chase You being nice to the customers? His boss asked in a smart ass tone, which pissed Chase off. His boss ordered a drink, and Chase made it, but when he was done, he spit in it then slammed it down in front of the larger male. Chase bent over the counter some and he spoke in a sharp voice I. Quit. Chase stood back up, grabbed his coat and he spit on his former boss, not caring about anything at that particular moment. He tossed his jacket over his shoulder as he walked out, and shivered feeling an ice cold breeze hit him. While Chase was contemplating if he should put on his jacket or not, he heard someone say his name.. //message me if youre interested
Posted on: Tue, 28 Oct 2014 07:28:42 +0000