Co-workers

I genuinely said and she looked surprised. "Really? Where is he? Is he there too? Working or something...?" She asked confusingly. I don't know what to say, my heart is beating so fast And I don't think something to do. I stand high and placed my hands on my hair acting like I am fixing some of my hair that is unlined. "Hmm," I started off biting my lower lips and trying to say something, "Uhm, W-we is in distance....relationship," I answered almost whispering, she gulps her beer and bites her cake, I don't know if she hears me or not but the important is... I would escape to this topic. "Really? That was so hard didn't you? You get bored?" She asks again. Seriously, even though the bar is full of people making noise I can hear her asking about my relationship status, I have to tell them something to stop this freak. "Where is he?" She added.
"Uhm, I'm sorry, I need to go, my Manager gets mad if he saw me chattering with you, bye! I love my work! Bye!!" I yelled while walking distance from her, I wave my hands and she looked shocked, she was speechless by my sudden leaving
"Shit, Nicky, what are you doing?" I asked Nicky who is now bending over the fridge and looks like she's getting something inside of it. "Ahh, this? I am getting five pieces of canned soda," She answers while in the middle of getting it. "Oh, you need help?" I offered. "Kinda No, it is the last order for tonight, I guess, a lot of people now are drunk and they just wanted to dance and dance so I think this is the last order, And I can do it~ ahh!" She said looking satisfied with what she got. "That was so cold huh?" She uttered while looking at the iced beer she handling off of gloves. I look at her and notice something.
"are you okay? Your hips, does it hurt anymore?" I asked and she stare at me. White light from the bulb inside the building hits her tantalizing eyes and looks glowing with it. "Oh friend, you don't forget me huh?" She said and hugs me. "Eww, don't hug me! Why did you ask me that kind of stupid question, huh?" She immediately gets off from embracing me and pout at me. "I thought because of her, you will forget me!" And she acts like a child stomping her feet for a couple of counts. "What the hell? I am just playing!"
"Playing? I saw you with her busy chattering, laughing with that bitch and..."
"Nonsense thing, Nicky, by the way, Van looks like he is looking for you lately, Shane said," I stated while wiping the melted ice to the table. "Really? How can she know about it? Don't say that she has a connection between them?"
"I don't know, I am still trying to puzzling everything, like, her attitude, her way of manners, showing respect, everything," I stated and she's was just preparing the order to deliver it. "By the way, I am okay now, it hurts a little bit, but, I will not be bothered about it anymore. "
"In the first week of October, we will be transferred to Hankuk, what is your plan?"
She's stunned after she heard me asking about it. "I don't know, if you will go with it, then I will too if you wouldn't then...I won't."
"So your answers depend on my decision?"
I saw her nodding. "We'll talk us later, I will deliver it to them now."
"Okay, just be careful and take care!" I said nit even know if she hears me or not. I looked upon the whole corner of our kitchen, and saw them busy with their tasks, wearing a clean long white coat and a chef's hat when you are our cook and a pair of black uniforms with an apron if you are crew while us... Bartender, short skirts, mini blouse, sometimes skinny jeans, and sometimes casual attire but looking presentable. I started to watch them while firmly standing on one of the sides of the kitchen wares, some of the parts of the floors are wet because the ice melted, its white color tiles become slippery because of the water that Mr. Roman immediately wiped. He's in. Early 40's. "You need help, Mr.Roman?" I asked. I heard him gasping for some air and gently standing carefully to not get hurt, "Uhm, I am okay hija, I can handle it," he said while turning his gaze to me. "Are you really fine? Looks like it is hard for you to kneel on the floor?" I asked while stepping in his direction. "Yeah, it is just because I am 43, it is hard for me to do this ." he said and took the pieces of clothes, "what are you wearing now hija? You used that for?" He asked while pointing to my hair. I laugh before I answer, is he looking at it? "It's nice, it's beautiful, then that's why I tried to wear it. Look so nice right?" I asked and he frowned turning his brows in one direction, "you are like my daughter, loves so much if cosmetics," he uttered
"No, it's not about that," I said and knelt on her where he is wiping, I also took a damp cloth to help him. "I used this to disguise," I added that make him take a glance at me. "What? why? Is there anyone you are hiding in?" He asked. "Yeah, But it's okay, I think she would go now so I am free to be me again."
I stated without looking at him. Are you still here Shane? Maybe you should go now, or you go now, I took the wet clothes and slightly firm them into one of the small containers. I felt the coldness of the melted water. " it is done hija, thanks for the help."
"Do Rosemary is now recovered from her trauma?" I asked about her daughter,
"Uhm, I don't think so, since that happened to her, she always throws me the burden, and are always says that it is my fault," he said in his low voice. "Why? That's not right, father." I said. He smiled bitterly. "Yeah, maybe it's not for you, and for everyone who knows all about that, but for her, it's yes, it's always me, it's because of me. and I have nothing to do but to accept it, she right, if I was just in her side that night it wouldn't happen to her, but I am busy, I am here, doing everything for money," he said slightly balling his fists. I watched him grin because of his anger, and how he control his emotions. "And...that was so precious," he added, I looked at him confusing, and he smiled at me, revealing his wrinkles in his hazel color eyes and his black with some white pieces of hair signifying his old age, "what? Precious of...?" I asked. "Well, being called father by someone I am not relatively with." He finished his words and stood up." it's now okay, I think no one would be slipped here,"
I heard him saying, "ah, yeah, okay, thank you!" I said and stood up while carrying the container we used. Gently drop all the water to a sink beside the toilet of one of the CR, and wash it to make it clean.
"Here is the container, Mr. Roman," I smiled at him and handed the thing. He took it and replace it under the cabinet where it should be. Walking on the other corner of the room, I saw Jason, our eldest co-worker who is designing his Cake. "Hey, here you are? Why are you here?" He asked gazing at me once and then looking back at his cake. "Nothing just wanted to see your artwork," I said and crossed my arms while staying at his side watching him gently putting ice cream on the top of the cake together with its icing. "Blue and brown are great colors for Chocolate, isn't it? " he asked. "Yeah, but it's only a piece, then why did you put so much effort into that?" I asked. He glanced at me and put down the ice cream scoop to the table, removing his white gloves and placing his hands into his coat's pocket, "of course, I want that everything I do is all perfect!" He said full of happiness in his eyes. Brown gazes and he's looking more mature than his age, he is 17 while I and Nicky are on our 19-year-old. "Ah, is that so? Then why are you not looking so perfect?"
"What!? You are very mean to me!" He yelled crossing his arm. "Well, that's the truth don't act like you don't know it!" I said with the same energy he did. He pouted and I tried not to laugh. "Don't talk to me sister!" He said still pouting "haha As if I wanted to talk to you?" Sarcastically I said."you're too harsh to me, anyway, why are you wearing that kind of..." He asked to look so disgusting by what he sees. "Ah yeah? This?" I asked flipping my wig. "Ahh yeah, I never thought that you are interested in that thing?"
"No, I'm not! I just need it for now," I denied,
"But look at you wearing this," he insists
I frowned at him. "You are mean to me! I said I'm not, okay?"
"You are mean to me also, lately, you remember?" He said and I crossed my arms.
"...but anyway, it looks good to you, you should grow your hair in that length too," he suggested, I looked down to my hair's tips, it was ended up in my waist. "Really? It feels bothering you know, witch." I said and I rolled my eyes. "What? it's not, but if you say so, then okay, well you look, witch."