She compulsively wipes away the shot glass, she did not count but it would be the 10th time this evening.
Business was slow, only the usual customers. She's standing behind the bar, keeping track of everyone.
Kronii was wearing her uniform, a black vest over a white blouse shirt. Her legs sheathed in dark nylon leggings with a black pencil skirt that gave form to her small but strangely defined ass.
A redhaired woman has her face planted on the synthetic wooden counter. Kronii always warned her to be a responsible drinker, she had a weak liver.
A green haired woman is nestled in one of the corners, lazily watching the busted up T.V while drinking on Oolong tea and some fries cooked in vegetarian oil.
A dark skinned woman in a leopard print pant suit was on the pool table, she was playing a losing game with a brown haired girl who looked innocent but had a devilish mind for grifting.
"Slow day?" Kronii's spine tingles a bit, she hides her face away in an attempt to hide her blush.
IRyS, her boss, managed to sneak up on her. Her devil may care smile on her face.
"Y-Yeah boss," Kronii stammered out, a little flustered.
She yelps out a high pitched whine as a hand slaps her behind and firmly grabs. IRyS all the while laughing up a storm.
"Get something to eat, I'll take over the bar. You need to put some more meat there," Kronii rubbed her cheeks, her lips quivering at such blatant sexual harassment.
She couldn't tell her that she enjoyed it.
She couldn't tell her how she felt, not after what happened to the last person she was close with...