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Chapter 10: I Want To Explore Chapter 10:1 Want To Explore Angelia

It was too late when I realized that I didn't get him to pay, not before I made his drink and not after. I was just about to yell after him when my eyes snagged on the bar top where he had been. The face of Benjamin Franklin stared up at me, that man had given me a hundred dollar bill. His drinks cost thirty-five which left me with Sixty five dollars in tips. Shit, I scanned the crowd after him and he was nowhere to be seen. My hand still tingles from where he had touched. At five in the morning, I finally locked up and my legs were killing me. My stomach complained about the too small meal I had several hours ago. It had taken forever to get the customers out, count the money and turn off the lights. But when I stepped out of the building, I breat breathed a little

easier.

Money was tight, being a university student living off campus in Asaba but this job helped considerably. The tips were great as were also the paycheck I got every other week when I worked. "Do you want me to wait with you at the bus stop?" Weldon, my manager asked as soon as we got outside.

My pride wanted to say no, I didn't need anyone to watch over me. I can handle myself but this was in the middle of the city and I would admit, I was scared of being on my own at this hour. "Won't it be much of a problem for you?" I asked but I knew he would say no like he always did.

"Of course not, come on." He began walking towards my bus stop which he did every time we closed up together.

Weldon was a couple of years older than me, he was probably considered attractive with his carefully styled hair, perfectly plucked eyebrows and an athletic looking body. Still, I could never see him like that. For me, he is my boss and only that which made it even more awkward when I knew he didn't see me as just an employee. His discreet way of hitting on me happened far too

often not knowing what he was doing.

"When is school resuming?" He tried to do small talks but damn it, I had just finished an eight hour shift with noisy people and loud music, I craved some peace and quiet.

"In one month."

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degree in Business Administration and it was my one true dream. I loved everything about it and couldn't wait until

sounded disappointed and seeing the question in my eyes he

you will be busy with should and... he trailed off, staring out into the distance and his

will still work every other weekend." I tried to comfort him and

closer than I considered us to

thanks for watching out for me." I made sure to keep distance between us especially when I saw he wanted to move to give me a hug. I probably should start saying no to him when he asks to follow me to my bus stop. It was sending the wrong message. Right," he rubbed his neck. "See you in in two weeks." "Yes," I mumbled, giving him a little wave as I stepped into

it

it was also my kitchen since I don't have a divider between the rooms, a tiny bathroom with just enough space to brush my teeth in between the toilet and shower. To say the apartment was cramped was an understatement but it was mine and I was happy about it. It could have been worse, I could have lived with people I don't like or I could have a roommate who tried to poison me by spraying something in my food

my thin jacket on the hanger attached to the door..I had no energy and had to fight to keep my eyes open. How am I going to manage to work this late every other weekend

starting again and possible internship, I just didn't know how I could do it all. The thing was,

I

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on my parents either, even though they tried to

I would sort out my shit and get myself in order. Maybe I will get a master degree later but that was definitely down the line. For now, I wanted some real working experience in my chosen field. Pushing the thoughts out of my

quick

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