Waitress on Duty!
Your server is: Agnes
It felt good to be able to write that again. 'Angie' was little more than a memory now, though many of the effects still lingered. She'd grown used to her routine, and it would take time to shake that.
But for now, she can just be Agnes. Once again wearing nothing but black, with her witch's hat firmly on her head, tip pointing proudly upward, she looks around the room for anyone who could use some service.
It felt good to be able to write that again. 'Angie' was little more than a memory now, though many of the effects still lingered. She'd grown used to her routine, and it would take time to shake that.
But for now, she can just be Agnes. Once again wearing nothing but black, with her witch's hat firmly on her head, tip pointing proudly upward, she looks around the room for anyone who could use some service.