Who: Rose and
Prince Charming Grayson
When: Evening
Where: Heme
Almost two months - if not actually two months - in, and Rose still couldn't quite believe she was working at a vampire bar. Hell, that vampires existed was still quite a novelty to her, despite being good friends with one and being surrounded by a ton on a daily (or nightly, rather) basis. Out of all of these, the one who had left a stronger 'mark' on her had undoubtedly been her boss, the owner of Heme. Quiet, collected, and so very breathtakingly gorgeous Grayson. Mr. Mudali, she supposed. Rose hadn't decided whether she should be more or less formal about things. He made her nervous enough as it was, to the point where she had a rough time speaking when he was around; such a thing was terribly embarrassing, but hardly something Rose could do anything about.
It was a crush, just a crush and nothing more. Most people would wait eagerly for it to be over...Rose wasn't sure she even wanted it to end. She liked the feeling, and she couldn't help but want to know more about him, which was probably impossible, because she sure as hell wasn't going to ask, and he didn't look like he'd open up to her any time soon.
Good thing thinking avidly about how 'in love' she was with her boss didn't stop Rose from being able to do her job properly. At least not most of the time. She was circling the tables absent-mindedly nonetheless, oblivious to whatever could very well be in her way. A mess of an accident waiting to happen, but do you think she noticed? Of course not.