C3 Chapter three

“I swear it wasn’t me!” I exclaimed, trying to shield myself from the roaring growing crowd.

I was framed today. This is just my second week working in this bar, and I have received nothing but bad treatment from my co-workers.

The boss, who to date I don’t know his name, has done nothing about the way I’m treated.

So his niceness was only a one-time thing. He wasn’t even so nice