Reaching the restaurant, I went to change into my work uniform and began waitressing.
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My shift ended by 7:30pm. Feeling tired, I walked back to the employee's changing room and put on my outfit. I switched on my phone and saw 3 voicemails and 4 messages, all from Nathaniel, 1 from Alex and 2 from Niall and Harry. I listened to the voicemail first.
"Why is your number not going through?"
"I don't care what you're doing, pick up your phone and put it in order now so I can communicate with you."
"You're not at home. Oh my God, please tell me you've not been kidnapped and slaughtered like a Christmas turkey. Where are you, panico donatore?" He said in a panic tone.
I laughed and read Alex message, 'I'm still expecting my picture,' I made a mental note to remind myself to send her the picture. Niall and Harry's messages were both 'Merry Christmas love.' I replied their messages and then deleted the records.
I left Mona's and begin to stroll back home. I decided to call Nathan, he picked up on the second ring. Before I could speak, he had started sputtering curse words in italian at me. I tried fighting a laugh from escaping my lips but I lose control when the pressure became too much for me to handle.