Post by scarlet olivia james on Aug 28, 2012 15:49:58 GMT -5
my head is spinning, so blow me one last kiss
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx223/ka7raelizabeth/3346431062_dc458bf3d0-1.jpg); width: 388px; padding-top: 20px; padding-bottom: 20px;] — it was hot. too hot to be working, in scarlet's opinion, but it wasn't like she had any say in that. unlike some people she knew, she actually needed this money. with a sigh, she swept a damp cloth across the top of the nearest table, grimacing as crumbs and bits of drying coffee came off as she did so. it wasn't that bad of a job, not really, and the pay was pretty good. scarlet didn't often complain about having to work, because she knew that work was something everyone (well, most people) had to do at some point in their life. but when the sun was shining and her friends were out enjoying themselves, it pretty much sucked that she had to work. a part of her had wanted to say no when they'd called to ask her to cover a few shifts- but she hadn't been able to decline. money was tight, especially now that she'd started renting out her own apartment to get closer to the college, and she didn't want to scrounge off her parents forever. work was a necessity for her. plus. more money meant more fun too. she just had to suck it up and get on with it. she only had an hour or so left of her shift anyway, so it wasn't that big a deal- she'd managed to stick it out so far, and she could carry on doing so. although she'd been asked to go out with her friends after, all she really wanted to do was go home and take a shower, watch some old reruns of sitcoms and then sleep. which was no fun at all, and definitely wasn't characteristic for scarlet. she hoped she'd change her mind by the time she was allowed to leave, because nobody really wanted to spend their nights alone, and scarlet always liked to be around people. the door opened, once again signalling the steady stream of new customers, but a glance at the counter told her that her colleague was already there to take the orders. brushing a strand of hair out from her eyes, scarlet moved onto the next clear table, piling the empty plates and cups up into her arms, whilst she attempted to rid the table of all stains. |
tagged: open | outfit: as seen above | notes: first post~
credit to kara of caution, shine, & atf.