Gallery 290, afternoon, Emma, Charlie, Amarie, and npcSadie.
Emma was, it would be fair to say, fuming. But politely as she served a customer, showing her the postcards and the prints. It wasn't funny. She'd finished her homework, and her shift was over something like, ooh, over an hour ago! But Sadie hadn't shown up.
The customer paid, and Emma smiled as she bagged up the print and four postcards, took the money and handed over the change. "You're welcome, do come again!"
Hardly had the door closed behind the woman before she turned her back to the window and headed for the kitchen. "Charlie? You want more tea? I'm going to make one, that way she's bound to show up just as it's ready and want one for herself?"