#Chapter4

shoot me now

Lucille

I arrived at work as Grayson met me, handing me a piece of paper. I took it, confused, and read it. Then my face contorted in confusion.

“You’re writing me up?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because your attitude is unprofessional. Your work is sloppy. You take too long on tasks. Must I go on?”

“No.”

“Now sign it.”

He handed me a pen. I took the pen and signed the paper, giving both back to him. After that, he gave me a list of tasks to complete before the end of my shift. Afterward, he walked away.

Shoot me now.

Throughout my shift, I worked my ass...