Day 70
3/01/2016 - Tuesday
Warning: What I'm about to write down is terribly disgusting.
Sooo, I went to work today. (I'm in my room, having my break currently. Bakura is in the bed the whole day, catching up sleep.) Aaand Sarah, the pale girl went onto the stage. She doesn't go onto the stage often, she does it once an evening, and she never goes to perform for a table alone, she always uses the main stage, where she's a bit safer from close gazes.
It's quite remarkable, actually. You wouldn't guess that she has problems when she's up there. Yeah, her dancing routine is always the same, but she makes it up with her bendable body. She has her RILs (Regulars in love: Guys who think they can date her and spend lots of money on her to make her notice them.)
Plus the lighting makes every girl look hotter and covers their 'problem zones' if they have any.
Yet when you see Sarah in the dressing room, you may not recognize her. Her pale skin isn't as white as it appears on the stage, it's a bit yellowish. There are rashes on her skin. Her eyes are unfocused. Her ribs and collarbones stick out.
So Sarah went onto the stage. It was still early, so only a few guys where there, including one of her RILs.
I was helping Mai preparing her bar, cutting fruit and checking on supplies, when suddenly we heard Renny shriek.
I looked up, to the direction of where her shriek came: The main stage.
Renny had been dancing there, together with Sarah, who was now crouching down, one hand on her mouth, the other over her stomach. I couldn't see well, but I could recognize what had happened: Sarah had shit herself. On the stage.
My first thought was: Fuck, do I have to clean this up? Which was probably mean. Mai told me to wait here and rushed around the counter and turned off the four lights that point onto the stage. The few customers almost all left, while Harley, who had been strolling around in the room, tried to make them stay.
I continued cutting lemons and sliced one pineapple, just wanted to have something to do. I couldn't go up there to the stage.
But eventually I saw Mai bringing Sarah to the girl's dressing room and saw a few girls flew out of it.
Renny passed by and Voula stopped her and they started talking. I cleaned my hands and went to them.
"...clever of Mai to turn the lights off," Renny sighed.
Voula gave her trademark annoyed pose: Furrowed brows, lips pursed, one hand on her hip. "Good thing we have Marik."
I chuckled and stepped to them. "Yeah, thanks," I said sighing.
Voula turned to me. "Oh, hey." She raised her brows for a moment. "That's what you're here for, aren't you."
"Yeah," I grunted. Did I really had to clean this up? Ugh! But who else, if not me? "So what happened?"
"You saw it, didn't you?" Renny looked terrified. "She... well, she lost controll over her... bowels."
I nodded, gulping. "But why? Is she sick? I mean-" I looked down. How stupid, we all knew that something wasn't right with her. But no one addressed her problem and asked if they could help. Bakura is right. Words aren't important. Actions are. "I'm gonna go and look what's with her," I said.
"Don't forget to clean up!" Voula shouted after me. "I can smell it from here!"
Oh fuck, why me?!
I went to the girl's room. Mai was in the bathroom with Sarah, who was crying. I heard Mai comfort her, whispering 'shh' and telling her that it's all good. I went out of the room again. Anzu, Nanako and Charlotte stood near the curtain, all having her arms crossed before their chest, starring at me.
"I'm not going up to that stage tonight," Anzu huffed chuckling. "It's on the stage, right?"
"I'm gonna clean it right away," I mumbled. "Don't worry." Ugh.
"Yeah, even if you do, I- Ew." She shook her head.
"I'm just glad I haven't seen it happening." Nanako rolled her eyes.
"Akefia should have thrown that nasty bitch out a long time ago," Charlotte said. The other girls nodded.
"It's not her fault," I said immediately.
Charlotte threw her gaze on me, frowning hard. "Who's is it then?" Her tone was strong and her voice loud. She looked as if she was ready to slap me. But she always looks like that.
I shrugged. "Uh, no one's maybe?" I took a step back though. You don't fuck with Charlotte.
The other two women stared back and forth at me and at Charlotte.
"I'm going to clean it up now," I said, still not really believing that I was actually going to do that.
I tied my hair up as high as I could and put on the thickest gloves we have. I hoped we have a spare mop in the cellar. I asked Dotty to turn on one of the stage lights.
It was rather difficult not to step into the... shit. I had to work my way around, going in circles. It still felt dirty to put my shoes on the spots I had cleaned, even though I had been throughout. My poor boots!
And the smell! I breathed through my mouth and tried to put my mind onto something else. Bakura! I would see Bakura tonight. We will talk and he will be super cute and then we fall asleep together. It will be awesome, as always.
Not long, and I was done. I had cleaned the spot four times and even went over the stages edge, just to be sure. The smell was gone, I think, or maybe I just had got used to it.
I threw the mop and my gloves into the trash outside. My gloves didn't had touched any of the shit, not even the mop, but I wanted to be sure.
Next thing, I traced the way Mai and Sarah had went from the stage to the girl's room, but it seemed to be alright. Yet with the spare lighting here you can never tell. I would had to check again after we had closed up, to be sure.
So that's that. The shittiest day of my life lol.
I didn't see Sarah again. Mai told me she sent her home. Anzu came to the bar and started asking inappropriate questions like 'why couldn't she just stop being so miserable' and such, until Mai told her she should continue working.
Mai told me she would have to report that to Akefia and that Sarah was very likely to be kicked out. I gave her a look and she added: "What, do you think it would be good for her to continue working here? She's very clearly sick, Marik. No one benefits from her staying here."
Mai is right. Whatever is going on with Sarah, she has to take some time and take care of it.
I still feel dirty, even though I used gloves and washed my hands afterwards. I can't wait to tell Bakura about this, he will have a good laugh!