Description
If maroon was a person, it would be (reader). Every night she would perform a jazzy song at a restaurant downtown, every night at the bar she would sing a song for the people drinking, and sometimes for the waiters to catch a break, though outside of the stage she was a different person. Her job was just to make some money, yeah? It was only the 1960's, women had gotten rights about 40 years ago, cut her some slack. Eventually, When a young man named Rody, around his late 20's, soon accepted the job for some extra money to move out of his apartment as he worked hard. One of his friends told him to let loose for once and to stop by the bar, he then caught eyes with (reader), basically the queen of the color maroon, falling under her spell without her even trying, but her insane amount of bad luck might have drug him into a situation he wouldn't be able to forget, forever. Just maybe though, I may or may not be foreshadowing. Maybe this job wasn't as bad as it seemed...
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