Bartender

Kel POV

Just because I am an Asari people automatically assume that they can treat me like a character even if they know that I am a prime worlder which makes getting a real job sometimes an impossible task the higher the amount of character genes the harder it is to live a normal life.

I am not complaining about being an Asari I like it cool powers, long life spans, guaranteed good looks and the ability to have a kid with whomever I want regardless of gender or species but because of what I am I constantly run into problems like Michael.

Michael is a entitled douche that has never understood the word no because he was never told no in his life everything came easy for him so he thinks he can get whatever he wants whenever he wants.

The first day we met Michael was trying to get inside my pants he even tried to order me to do so until he found out that I am a prime worlder when I used my biotics to throw him into a wall and he tried to have me taken by Rein corp strangely a third of the casino seemed to break down out of nowhere that day the casino decided to sweep everything under the rug Michael was forced to apologize and the whole thing was called a misunderstanding while they tried to figure out what exactly happened to the casino and the Rein corp guy seemed to run out of the casino after he was done.

Somehow out of nowhere my old high school crush bought the casino and was under the impression that I hated him when we're in school together which I immediately cleared up apparently he was still the same combination of perverted, cute and oblivious as he was in high school but with more confidence than he had before.

I thought that with him in charge my problems with Michael were over as he seemed to want to legitimately run the casino so Michael and his buddies were threw yet somehow Michael the roach that he is still around although Donnie is which is at least better than nothing but now I beginning to see for some reason that all the women are beginning to act differently as they whispering to each other while looking at me I try to ask what's going on and they just stare at me then walk away even a few of my friends stopped hanging out with me eventually someone sent me a text from a hidden number telling me about the rumors that I am a gold digger.