She caught one of the guys peeking on her changing

One Friday afternoon when Kim was finishing her shift . . .

Kim turned the sign from open to closed and locked the doors to the dining area. Happily humming a tune she hurried her cleanup excited to meet Delilah at a new dance club. She peeks her head back into the kitchen, the cooks scrubbing down the last of the fryers.

"Hey guys, I'm done up here. Gonna change and then pop out. Y'all good?"

The guys waver her off, telling her to have good weekend as she bounces off to the back

Tom, One of the younger guys, spoke up after she left.

"I'ma go finish the restock in the back, don't wait up."

The others waved him off barely looking up from their work. Quickly moving towards the back of the building the boy couldn't contain his smile, anticipating the show about to start. Hopping in the shelved storage room he moves a box to the side revealing a baseball sized hole looking into the closet next to it. A moment passes, his breath held, before Kim popped into the closet still humming the same tune.

Oblivious to the male eyes staring down at her she swiftly moved towards the mirror setup in the room and took off her hat shaking out her hair, a sigh of relief from the release of strain on her roots. Wasting no time she pulls her arm into her uniform polo hooking her hand inside and pulling it over her head.