Who: Derek and Malia Where: The Clockshop, Jannati When: Week 3. Monday. Late Morning. Rating: TBA Status: Closed, in-progress Well, this was boring.
At least compared to last week in Malia's opinion which was all that mattered to her right now as she was the one left behind to man the counter while Bella and Meru went off to gather some of the materials the three of them would need to start work on the roof garden project. That part was fine with her, it was the fact that so far there had only been one person into the store after two hours of being open for a pick-up only was tedious after the fun rush of activity the previous week had been.
The young were-coyote had her forehead on the edge of the counter as she sat there, picking at her nails in boredom and ruing the day she'd promised to stay inside to keep off of anyone's shit list, otherwise she could be at least out on the front step watching the town do its thing and everyone buzz around like they were all important and busy.
Malia looked up once to the clock over the front door to check the time. Shockingly only a whole five minutes had past since she'd last checked and with a frustrated and bored groan, she dropped her head back onto the edge of the counter with a small 'thump' while she seriously debated breaking her promise to Bella even though she knew she wouldn't.