Coons and Theft 2
He spent his time doing jobs like at the bar; working his backbone to dust, sleeping in the back, and barely making by.
Living in the past: Chapter 2: Every rose
A few hours had passed by and davis was behind the bar working as he always did.
69 is my favourite number
I tried to get some bar work but having no experience in this meant that people just weren't interested. eventually i got a job in a bingo hall. this was ideal because it was near where i lived so i didn't have to spend money on getting to work.
Predator's Reunion
bar. working there didn’t necessarily protect him from becoming a potential meal, and he wouldn’t have been the first bartender to have been eaten on the job.
Gains for Sale (complete)
When i was benching the bar, working out was miserable! working out at anton’s level makes me cum!” “how are you affording the diet?” “three different gyms are paying me to lift there. i also have a tip jar at each of them.
Drinks For Two
It was patently obvious this john fellow knew absolutely nothing about how being social in this bar worked- namely, if you want to talk to gawjo, don't. he responded to this by snarling. "hey, john... mind getting lost?" john frowned for a second.
Wolf On Tap [Patreon Commission]
When you're the one behind the bar working and pouring the drinks, of course you're going to get propositioned.
One Year Locked
They enjoyed lunch together at a corner sandwich shoppe, returned home to do a few things around the house, then headed off to open the bar. work
Master Of Madness
I don’t get paid for the bar work, so i didn’t have to save up at all!” “you…huh? w-wait, where…how did you get that money if you don’t get paid?!” “master needed it to get the ring he wanted, right? so i got it for him!
College Life: Chapter 11
Although, without enough knowledge of how the bar worked, leo couldn't be sure as to whether or not it may still develop into such a spectacle. were leather nights a regular theme? were there other themed nights?
The Gamer's Crossing 3 - Every Saturday
He'd never seen a coffee bar before, but he knew how a bar worked of course. he felt odd being on the other side of one, and the sight of one made him sigh wistfully at being back home.
Networking
bar. working behind the bar was a svelte, yet curvy beauty. as i looked her over, i realized it was none other than- "heather!" squealed clara, setting down a bottle and positively bouncing her way out from behind the bar.