Post by Kat Shrill on Aug 19, 2008 0:26:13 GMT -5
Time: 5:30 pm
Shift: 6 pm - 2 am
Kat gazed at her flawless features in the mirror. As it always did at a new job, her stomach flitted with nervousness. It was quite annoying, actually, but Kat knew it would soon pass once she got on stage. At this point in her life, the butterflies were actually the only thing that she really felt. It had been forever that she had felt anything but numbness. Being was numb was what one had to feel in order to do what she did. Never did she get attached to people, nor did she care what others thought of her. Many times, though, when Kat was alone and laying in her bed, wherever it may be and as long as she was alone, she would cry herself to sleep. Ok, maybe she didn't feel complete numbness.
Standing up, Kat pushed her seat away from her, took one last look in the mirror, and made her way out of the dressing room. With half an hour before she had to start dancing, and since she was already dressed and ready, Kat glided to the bar. Without taking a glance at the bartender, she ordered a vodka with a splash of red bull. Eyes still averted to the wooden counter, she closed her eyes and listened to the beating bass in the background, feeling an incredible rush of fatigue from her endless errands that she had run that day in order to get ready to move into a new place. Oh how she wanted some sleep.
