the light catches the eye but shadows have (moretosay) wrote in summerview, @ 2019-03-05 00:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | briar maeve naga, clara archer, ongoing, player: alice, player: mena |
We are not what you think we are
Ever since her, erm, conflict with Julius, Maeve had been practically living at the pub. She was there for the breakfast people (or dinner, if you were the nighttime sort), ducked out for a nap or just a few hours to wind down, and often showed back up to help with the rowdy night time folk.
It was better than going on another walkabout this soon, and while some of her employees had been curious at the passionate way she had thrown herself headfirst into work, scrubbing, stocking, even revitalizing their menus and selection. No one was going to turn down extra hands in a busy pub, especially when the bosslady stuffed her tips in the tip jar more often than pocketing them. It really did help her to have something to focus on, to be moving, keep her mind off things and help her go to sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow instead of staring at the ceiling thinking. Right now though, things were calm, it was just a few customers, her and Clara behind the bar. The break in the chaos was nice, but it didn't mean that Maeve was standing around just chillin'. Even when things were going smooth in her personal life, she had never been the sort of boss to stand around and watch other people to working. Which was why she was up on the ladder, taking stock of all the bottles and their levels on a clipboard, intermittently bouncing oddball ideas off of one of her newer employees over Zeppline playing from the jukebox. |