Everyone had a job now, well, mostly. Mary Margaret, Emma, Jefferson, Stiles, even James and Hook had jobs when it came down to it. And Ruby? Ruby sat around in an oversized t-shirt watching Gossip Ghost most of the day before going for brunch with Emma and pestering everyone else.
No more!
Job time. Except not the dinner, and not the station, definitely not the tailors because she couldn't even really sew in a straight line. Not the pizza place, not the hotel, not the library because she didn't really like them when Belle wasn't there to talk about stuff. She couldn't fight, so the town hall was pointless and she realised shortly after that idea that she'd run out of places to work.
Great.
She'd just sort of started to wander when a strange scent caught her nose and wow this place was just churning out the strange. Between vampire lady, other werewolf and not this? They could start a club. The only option was the girl along the street, who had apparently noticed Ruby. Tilting her head to the side, looking significantly like a puppy kind of move, Ruby furrowed her brows because whatever the scent was, it wasn't wolf.