Mikyla Frost
Mickie was working of coarse. But she wasn't doing her favorite job, more of her needy job. She is waitress at a casino from 3-7 every week day. It's also good practice, getting to bump into so many people and all. Though she also gets to learn card tricks, and how to count cards. "Tequila please." A man said. Someone with manners? I must be dreaming. She poured the tequila into a glass and turned to see Erik. She laughed and gave him a wink. Erik is one her best friends, and also her hair dresser. Not that that matters. She watched him pull out a five, but she shook her head. "It's on me" She smiled. Erik is also the only person who knows about her other job. Though he isn't in the biz himself, he does like hearing stories. "We still on for tonight? COD marathon at my place right?" He asked. She had totally forgotten about it... She was supposed to meet up at head quarters tonight. As if they'll notice I'm gone.. She thought. Mikyla put a hand through her hair, "Sure are!"