I don't think it matters all that much what I wore unless I was comfortable. I had to make up hours at work so you know, the usual uniform.
Sara got more hours too. So yeah, it was sort of like going to prison. You know, do your job. Shut your mouth. Smile, only if a customer needs you.
So yeah, I don't think a whole lot about what I wore. Sometimes, it's best to be underdressed for the best occasions.
And yeah, I've gotten lucky every night, so far. (grinning like an idiot when I shouldn't)
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