BAR HamCup
Chapter 1: "A Night of Lies"
Just before midnight, the streetlights blurred through the rain-streaked windows. While polishing glasses, I watched the parade of umbrellas passing by on the street. In my seven years since starting this job, I've learned that people's hearts are most vulnerable on rainy nights like these.
The door opened, and a woman in a business suit entered. Mid-thirties, her makeup slightly smudged. Droplets falling from her hair dampened what appeared to be an expensive jacket.
"Welcome," I said.
"Gin and tonic," she settled onto a barstool, her voice weary. "I quit my job today."
The sound of ice cubes falling into the glass echoed through the quiet bar. I silently began preparing her cocktail. In this line of work, the most crucial skill is knowing when to listen.
"Actually... I haven't quit at all," she laughed self-deprecatingly. "Tomorrow I'll go to work like normal. Put on a smile for my subordinates, try to stay in my boss's good graces..."
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