Tifa always hated having to deal with the drunks.
"i hate having this job, it makes me feel so low, like a prostitute or something."
ughh, Tifa didn't want to think about that. She had been so poor one time she had thought about it, or suicide, then she wouldn't have had to deal with any of the problems. But then at that moment, an angel had saved her life...well, not an angel really, he was just a man passing by who noticed a girl crying and wanted to help.
He had turned out to be the owner of a bar, the one she had always seen across the street, 7th Heaven.
"Miss?"
Tifa snapped back to reality, she was the bar owner now, poor old man had died. A man was sitting on the stool nearby.
"This guy looks like he's gonna be a drunk tonight. Better get my bat just in case." she thought looking at a hobo-look alike.
"Yea? You want something?"
"Yes, miss, i already asked! I would like to have a jack daniels on the rocks." The man sounded annoyed.
"Coming right up." Tifa sighed.
She gave the man his drink along with many of the other guys that came in. Some tried hitting on her but she knew better than that.
"I may work at a bar but im not stupid." Tifa thought as she smiled sweetly trying to easily turn them down.
Just then, as Tifa stared out the big windows next to the door, she saw the man from the beach she had a bit of a crush on. Her heart hadn't beaten that fast in a while. She had gotten used to turning people down as a natural response.
"He realized he loved me?" Tifa asked herself but thought further his emotions earlier and decided it was just a coincidence.
"i hate having this job, it makes me feel so low, like a prostitute or something."
ughh, Tifa didn't want to think about that. She had been so poor one time she had thought about it, or suicide, then she wouldn't have had to deal with any of the problems. But then at that moment, an angel had saved her life...well, not an angel really, he was just a man passing by who noticed a girl crying and wanted to help.
He had turned out to be the owner of a bar, the one she had always seen across the street, 7th Heaven.
"Miss?"
Tifa snapped back to reality, she was the bar owner now, poor old man had died. A man was sitting on the stool nearby.
"This guy looks like he's gonna be a drunk tonight. Better get my bat just in case." she thought looking at a hobo-look alike.
"Yea? You want something?"
"Yes, miss, i already asked! I would like to have a jack daniels on the rocks." The man sounded annoyed.
"Coming right up." Tifa sighed.
She gave the man his drink along with many of the other guys that came in. Some tried hitting on her but she knew better than that.
"I may work at a bar but im not stupid." Tifa thought as she smiled sweetly trying to easily turn them down.
Just then, as Tifa stared out the big windows next to the door, she saw the man from the beach she had a bit of a crush on. Her heart hadn't beaten that fast in a while. She had gotten used to turning people down as a natural response.
"He realized he loved me?" Tifa asked herself but thought further his emotions earlier and decided it was just a coincidence.