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Faith turned around to face Lindsay, the tears were falling down her face, but she knew she'd have to face her manager. She didn't wipe the tears back, she had soapy hands from scrubbing the stove clean. She nodded her head, "Yes ma'am. Let me dry this quickly." she choked out before turning to dry the stove with a dry towel.
Once the stove and her hands were free of water, Faith wiped her face clean of painful tears with her apron and went to the front of the cafe. She quickly set a booth up in record time and found herself in the back again. "Is there anything else I can help with?" she asked, "Prepping food maybe?" she asked, she didn't want to work out in the open right now, not until she got her emotions in check.
As Lindsay watched Blake, she heard Faith come back wayy before she expected her to.
"Um, yes, I guess you can help Blake prepare the main dish. I doubt he knows how to cook," She said with a chuckle as she turned back to him. Pity, she had wanted to see him falter under pressure. Why was she so mean? Cause.