“So dear, get to know yourself - this is your new colleague, Polina,” Dasha said in the tone of an inveterate boss when she gathered all her staff around the bar counter. There were four waitress girls on the shift today and the same blond guy behind the bar. While Dasha was making her speech, I managed to catch his gaze and sly smiles on me ten times. It does not soar me in any way, but the feeling of slight discomfort is still present. I just want to scratch the tip of my nose and hide my hair behind my ears.

“Angelochka,” Chernova turned to the tallest and most...