and he has to make an effort to ignore it. Instead focusing on the manager: I’ve seen this grease ball do this a lot, take this position and then perve on the girls. He’s a real dirtbag.
Why is it always guys like him that you find hanging around the brothels I stormed while looking for her?
With only momentary glances at Sarah he orders his sandwich, staring at the manager, but notices that tears are running down her face. She wasn’t crying though, and the sounds weren’t coming from her, it was just background noise, as if playing through the speakers for customers. Shouting he says: WHEAT BREAD FOOTLONG, SPICEY BEEF AND EVERYTHING EXCEPT CUCUMBER, SWEET ONION SAUCE… TWO PLEASE, AND PACK THEM SEPERATELY… THANK YOU.