Chapter 41

Russell P.O.V.

I went in through the back door of the pizza place I work only to see the usual staff working their butts off for some Karens. Thank God I’m not on kitchen duty. I drop the pizza car keys on a random counter and step into the break room. I was just about to sit on a chair and prop my legs up on the table when my boss came in and glared at me. I try holding in my snort as I see the light reflecting against his bald head.

He didn’t say anything, but he gestures for me to serve tables. What kind of pizza place still serves tables?

I wanted to talk back to him, but I don’t want to get on the bad side of a retired veteran. So I grumble to myself and get up. I grab whatever tray is in front of me along with the order and head towards the dining area. After scanning all around the room, I see the same number on the receipt just on the table, and a girl sitting there.