This Still Doesn't Mean I Like You

[lizzypan]

WHO: Elizaveta and Nicoleta
WHEN: Monday, April 24th, Before Chueca opens
WHERE: Chueca
WHAT: Liz makes Nico co-manager of sorts. Not even two minutes in, she regrets it.

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[5minutetheft]

Nicoleta being Nicoleta, appeared ten minutes late. No no, make that fifteen minutes late because she wanted to stay in the car in spite of Elizaveta. She wondered in the world that Hungarian woman wanted. Pft.

She walked into the bar and noticed that loathsome Elizaveta by the counter. Given, Nicoleta shouldn't feel so hateful towards her boss. An added bonus, she doesn't care.

"So?" Nicoleta rose her voice to attract Elizaveta's attention as she made a beeline towards the counter. With a condescending gaze, she stared at the other woman. "What do you want from me?"

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Late. Late late late late late. Elizaveta turned around to the other woman, clearly showing her annoyance. "You're late."

Leaning her hip onto the counter, she crossed her arms. "Let me tell you something, alright? If you're going to be co-manager of this bar, then you can't be late when I ask you to meet me somewhere."

Her eyes widened, as she instantly regretted saying it so fast. "Shit, I didn't mean to say that so quickly. I guess what I want to say is," she looked at Nico grudgingly, "Do you want a promotion? You'll have to work harder, though."

[5minutetheft]

She rolled her eyes as she shrugged. "What, is that a huge surprise?" said Nicoleta pragmatically.

Then she stared at the other woman. "... Ce?" Co-manager? What the fuck?

There was a pregnant pause between them as she contemplated. Usually people would agree in a heartbeat but this was different. "How will this interfere with my shift? I don't want anything earlier than 4PM."

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"It's more than a fucking shift, Nicoleta." Elizaveta rolled her eyes as well, already feeling her nerves being tugged. "For co-manager, sometimes you don't even need to serve people. I'll take care of most of the finances, but you need to watch the bar, make sure the workers are doing their job, look for things that we can improve on, and promote us."

Maybe she had been wrong. Maybe Nicoleta really... wasn't right for this. "I just need someone to split the workload for looking after this place."

[5minutetheft]

Her eyes growled at Elizaveta but she made no word. Nicoleta folded her arms and snorted in amusement. It almost seemed surreal that Elizaveta even thought about promoting her. Did she really trust her?

Obviously it was a sign of weakness. Nicoleta had a feeling she could take advantage of this. "Alright then. I see you've been having a tough time." She sauntered over to the counter and leaned forward, scrutinizing the wine bottles on the wall for display.

"Because if you're asking for me, you're probably desperate for help." Nicoleta gave her a double-edged grin, "I'll take it off your hands."

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Anger boiled in Elizaveta's stomach as she placed a hand on Nicoleta's shoulder, pushing her away. "Your breath stinks," she glared.

"And just so you know, I'm still going to be the main one in charge around here, alright?" She said hastily, almost possessively. "So don't go around doing bullshit, yeah? There are other people who could take this job, so don't be so cocky."

She was lying. And it was probably noticeable. Ah, fuck.

[5minutetheft]

Nicoleta wouldn't punched Elizaveta back but couldn't help but laugh at the woman's insult. "Oh sweetie, was that the best you can do?" Despite her amused looking expression, she looked ready to pop a vein. No one. fucking. touches. her.

If she could, she'd rip those pretty locks of hair off her skull.

Feeling threatened and blinded by anger and irritation, Nicoleta didn't notice a thing. Instead, she snarled, "Alright, jeez I know who's in fucking charge. You fucking pay me so lay off."

[lizzypan]

"Don't call me 'sweetie'," Elizaveta glared, re-crossing her arms. "I'm tired enough already, okay? There's no need to keep being the bitch all the time, Nicoleta."

The way the other girl looked at her set Elizaveta off on edge even more. There was something decidedly... bloodthirsty in those eyes.

"Is this still about Vlad?" It was her time to tease a little now. After all, it was Elizaveta who won him, wasn't it?

[5minutetheft]

"The bitch? Look who is being the bitch now! You think you're so high and mighty because of your job, huh?" She quipped with a bloodcurdling glare.

Then she quieted down. Her face went from incredibly bitchy to the fucking face of a banshee. "Don't talk about him, whore."

[lizzypan]

"My job? It think being bitchy justified, isn't it? Since I'm the one who 'fucking pays you'?"

Elizaveta raised an eyebrow, a vein on her head also trembling. "Don't call me a whore, you little cunt. And I'll bring up whoever I want to bring up, thank you."

[5minutetheft]

She let out a loud and dry laugh. "Oh, I don't think the subject revolves around money anymore." Nicoleta was ready to strangle. Literally. Her fingers were trembling, writhing with anger by her sides.

"You fucking know better than I do how I feel about him. You're just asking to be hit, aren't you?"

[lizzypan]

"Am I?" Elizaveta laughed as well, hers sharp on the silence. She was fully ready to step forwards when she caught herself on the reflection of a window. Freezing, she saw herself, with bags under her eyes and an ugly expression on her face.

She stepped back instead, shaking her head. "Fuck, I'm not supposed to be leading you on." She reverted back to being cold, calming herself down. "Is it going to always be this hard, talking to you?"

[5minutetheft]

Nicoleta didn't let her eyes off Elizaveta one moment. Stupid woman. She really did look hideous... because she looked tired. She bit her lip as a bit of her anger quelled to the silence. Yet it was a fragile retreat. Any sign of bellicose would arouse her anger tenfold.

She raised her eyebrow, inwardly praising the woman for doing something smart for once. "Hmph. Depends. You don't piss me off, I won't piss you off." In other words, let's not talk. "And I'll do my job. Right? Now our business is done. Go home."

Without bidding goodbye, she walked off with a certain flare and swagger. That stupid Hungarian woman needs to sleep. And she wasn't trying to be nice either.

[lizzypan]

Elizaveta stayed silent, her eyes down on the ground. If she looked at Nicoleta, who knew what would happen. Obviously, she would yap something out again and they would never be done with each other.

Once the girl left--infuriatingly, Elizaveta may as well add--she groaned and went over to the kitchen and brewed herself some coffee. She needed to wake up in time for tonight.

As she watched her coffee brew, she fell asleep on her stool. Later that night, when the announcement came out, she had enough energy to at least fake a smile next to that horrible woman.