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Chapter 7 by TheProletariat TheProletariat

Day 2

Tavern Truancy Day 2

Perhaps Angus had not noticed the absence, such a trifle could be explained away. As she approached by way of the river crossing she saw him on the balcony overlook seating serving customers.

“I haven’t seen him work the floor in years.” she whispered in a doomed dirge.

Entering the tavern she snuck behind the counter into the back room to pretend she had been their earlier. Pulling pints from the drying rack she placed them neat on the racks then began to fill the coffee bean hoppers that fed the expensive machine Angus Cod purchased. No coffee for miles so he charges harshly.

“Do you reckon I’m a fool? Shame on you tart! Now I have to be coming out covering for your ungrateful self! No more of those breaks, they’ve gone to your stupid woman brain!” He huffed, “Get to work! Why are you whinging! Shut yer gob idiot!”

Without breaks the shift takes a toll on Havilah, leaving her irritable and weary

-1 Charisma

“Do I have to smack you to work?”

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