Random madness mind, wit and more...

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Random madness mind, wit and more...(Open)

Walking in fall. Off to work.. Thinks to herself is there anything else out there worth racing to? We will see she thinks. Talking one personality to the other..

We will see how far this rabbit hole goes...

(Anyone is welcome to join in this thread anytime)
 
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Writers block can never be fun~ As the 25 old woman sits at her desk pondering as what to do. Maybe a walk in her coffee shop should do the trick?

As she enters the cafe with far too many doors leading to who knows where shes disappointed no one has shown up for a cup of tea.

"..hmm.. i suppose good things come to those who wait.."

Amber curls up onto one of the large sofas and sips onto her coffee as she enjoys the rain drops dripping down on the window pane.
 
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She wakes. Messages him. Happy holidays. A reply but not what she expected...
Saying he was killed in a car accident. Is this really how her life will be? How things will be when she has a crush on some one that seems like a decent enough of a man? She didn't even know him for that long. Another co-worker that she worked with side by side.

Unsure of what to think. What to feel. Loss of a life and loss of a life that is so close is very black and white. But what of some one you hardly know but thought more of? The edge of confusion and rocks rushing down. Making the floor as if it would burn if she set her feet on it and tried to run. Running to who knows where.

Out in the cold of winter. Her bare feet hitting the snow. The cold not helping the fire of confusion in her mind and her heart.

"Is this how it must be for all the days I live?"

Every encounter. Every crush. Its never gone that far but always something ends up happening. He ends up having a girl friend. He ends up living on the other side of the planet. He ends up lying of his age and being far too old for her and has a family of his own. Or.. Most cases hes too far away in general and not being real. Too far away to ever meet.

There was one man she would marry in a heart beat but even he no longer through unfortunate events, would be physically impossible.

Unknowing what to do and with her feet gone numb, she returns back inside her cafe. Locking the door behind her with it being so late. Going to her room she makes a soothing bath with oils and essence soaps. With her mind spinning, she sits in the hot water and just sits. Letting the overflow of tiers race down her cheeks. Too tired of bottling it all up deep inside. She lets it all out where no one can hear her screams and cries.

Screaming. Wishing she could take the pain and suffering of the world around her. Some way take any and all suffering as her own. Bottle up every ones pain until she can hide away under a rock then... Only then would she safely let it out unknown to the rest of the world..

Hours pass as the water gets colder. She drags herself out and dries. Sobering up while getting dressed in her night gown. being sure the place is locked and all lights are off she curls up onto her window seal with her pillow and thick blanket wrapped around her. She stares off to the full moon and with sleepiness over taking her she passes out and begins to dream. The only place she wishes she could live for all of eternity. The only place where nothing bad happens for good, or if it does she can run to the farthest edge of the universe and hide.

Hide the tiers and the darkness that lives in her.
 
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Amber ponders, the wheels turning in her mind. Wondering if there is any more to this ride of the tides we call life. In a since being trapt in one place by reality and another part has a simbalance of freedom. But which one is fact and the other fiction?

Sitting at her table waiting for the clock to strike. The morning crowd should be here any moment. Needing their buzz of that morning sunrise of heaven in a cup. She chuckles to herself for she knows she's just as bad. But with the other hand tea and coffee is better then what the alternatives are that other people have discovered but also toxic to the mind and body. Wondering why anyone would want to poison themselves unless they were or are unaware of the things that are contained with in. Poison comes in a varies of colors, textures and so on. But so do good things to a certain extent of course.

The clock strikes 6 am so Amber goes to flip on the lights and starts up the coffee pots and pans for the eggs and bacon that need to be made soon.

Takes the prepared tray of small goodies with a self serving canister for the hot cocoa for the little ones to take with before the starting of school. She loves seeing their eyes gleam when they take the first sip of the warm cocoa milky mix. And the parents with the smile of appreciation beaming from their face. She remembers what it was like. Her single mother with two children to care for. Her mother needing to work two jobs, three if she could find a few houses that needed cleaning.

But as the sound of the first guest walts in from the winter cold brings her back from day dreaming of the past. The man with his face hidden under the protective fabric. He must be least 6 feet but she could not tell ether way once he sat down. Not knowing why or how he really caught her attention off guard but she would just have to push it to the back burner for now as Alina goes over to take his order as Amber shofers and attends to the arriving of the morning crowd.
 
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On a morning like this it was nice and fast paced. Just how she liked it. But ultimately it was fast paced for it was the day of the heart. The day of love fills the wintery cold and the world feels a little warmer even if its for the moment.

Ambers café wasn't very large in compared to others but it still got the job done. LazyBoy love seats and puffy cozy chairs. There's days a collage student would pass out on one here and there and just be entertainment. But over all she was proud of her little café.

As the morning went it was slowing. It was only Alina, Tania and her. As the dead hour came Alina went home as she had the opening shift and Tania stuck around for any stragglers. Amber saw the opportunity to get the shopping done while it was slow and was sure places would be closing early for the holiday. The gentleman that had caught her eye before was no where to be seen.

~It is probably for the best...~

Sighing to herself of the thought, she makes the list and leaves Tania in charge as she leaves to the market.
Looking back on her life she wonders and thinks back to if there was or could have been a day she had or could of had a valentine but when thinking about it there wasn't. She was ether dence in her younger more innocent years or she wasn't good enough for others. But that was in the past now as she walks tords the park. With the sun out it wasn't so bad to be outside and with out thinking of it she notices her surroundings.

Hidden in the center of the massive park was a small lake with a mass bolder in ground and smooth as granite with its flat surface. She was sure Tania had things covered with how dead it will be for the rest of the day. Taking her scarf she lays it over the bolder and lays down sun bathing under the blue sky. Letting her mind wonder.
 
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He was struck by her the moment he walked into the little coffee shop, drawn by the scent of that dark richness and needing his cup for the day. Behind the smile he could see a deep sadness, obviously the owner (or manager at least?) of this shop the other two girls bustled around making the coffees and serving the patrons.

In fact his lovely server had a name badge that declared her as 'Tania', pleasant enough, but he could not stop stealing glances at the owner.

He noticed her picking up her hang bag and wrapping a scarf around her neck. Packing his things he walks to the counter passing her briefly, smiling, although lost in her own world she looked right through him. He paid for his coffee and asked Tania the nae of the owner.

"Oh she just left for the market, that was Amber" pointing to the girl disappearing past the large picture window towards the park.

He thanked her and opened the door looking first to the left, the direction of his office and then to the right, Amber in the distance.

He followed her.
 
Laying there on the bolder she drifts off to sleep and starts dreaming. The sun warming her drifts off and starts hiding behind the tall thick trees having the cold air drift more cold. She lies there shivering. Curling up into a ball till she finally wakes. Looking around and at the time, Amber shakes her head at how she will have to wait till tomorrow for the shopping.

For now it was to cold to be outside. Snagging her scarf around her she starts making her way out of the hidden area and make her way back home.

After some time the sun had set giving the winter air a twilight feel with also living a few miles off from the beach. Amber felt as if she wasn't alone and only a block away from home she had kept looking over her shoulder discretely but nothing was there except a few light drinkers but she was used to that and she seen the faces enough to know they were harmless.

Reaching the café, Amber sees Tania had already closed for the evening with the note left at the back door. Kind of greatful that her friend had gone home, Amber goes inside to put away her things and make herself a small dish of chicken pasta.
 
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He watched her from the darkness of a tree covered bench, drinking in her beauty. Watching her arch her back as she stretched on the boulder her skin soaking up the rays of the sun. Just go and say 'Hi" he says to himself. And yet there was something keeping him away. He continues, watching over her, he tells himself as she curls up and sleeps fitfully, before finally waking, picking up her gear and returning the way she came.

His heart beating faster as he follows her. What the hell is he doing? He should be going home, opening a bottle of wine and enjoying the night, not following some girl, no matter how attractive and alluring she is. And yet his feet still follow, far enough away to be an indistinct figure, just within sight, reasonably confident that she is headed back to the cafe.

And he was right as she disappears around the small access way to the back door of the cafe, he notices the cafe appears larger than from the front, there must be an apartment built in as part of he lease.

A pause, she did not close the door completely it has caught on the latch and fallen back open a crack. It must open to the kitchen, he can hear the sounds of pans rattling, one person making a small meal. He reaches out to grasp the handle, all intentions to pull it shut and walk briskly out of the alley, forget her and onto that bottle of wine. He chuckles under his breath and as his hand grasps the handle his eyes land on her in the brightly lit kitchen, the curve of her neck, the tension in her shoulders and a quiet sigh. He cannot resist, his mind screaming at him as he opens the door silently and slips in the room.
 
Finishing up making the pasta and setting up the table on the small table. She looks around as she hears a sound. Her insides give a twist of fear. Amber goes up to her apartment on the second floor to take a look around. Coming back down into the café checking all the doors and windows.

Nothing is open and no sign of anything amiss. Shaking her head and sighs.

"Like I have anything worth stealing. Jeeze..."

She walks back to the kitchen for her cup of coffee. Setting it down on the table she feels uncomfortable. Folding her arms with her back to the table now.

"If someone is here ether show yourself or be beaten by my heavy steal frying pan."

Feeling like a fool for saying it but on the other hand as she thought about it she didn't have any enemies. And if there was some poor hobo she didn't mind letting them stay in one of the guest rooms but least ask before braking into her only home.
 
About an hour passed by as she stood there. Waiting for something but nothing happened. Amber sighs aloud and finally sits to enjoy her dinner.

Maybe it was her imagination pulling tricks on her. But she knew better then to hope and wish for something that will never happen. She didn't have that kind of luck on her side.

Finishing up her dinner and coffee, Amber then heads up stairs to her apartment. Closing the heavy curtains and starts to undress. Turning on the hot water in her walk in shower. She smiles to her self and enjoys the hot water over her back and washing away her pains. Thankful everything is locked up she relieves her ears and tail that she hides from the world. Her back with scares of where her soft small wings used to be. But with that unforgiving night so long ago with her first boyfriend...

Things had been different. But least he had no memory of her and was greatful she was able to start life over. But that was the past and this the now.
She dresses into the sheer silky deep blue night gown and crawls under the covers to sleep and dream. The least the café is closed for the weekend.
 
standing at the café door with his application he just stares at the door talking to him self tellin him self he shouldn't bother and that his is a no one. after awile he notices hes talkin out laud people walk by lookn he just looks at the door still as If almost afraid to apply.
 
she just watches her brother talk n stand there his shaggy long blonde hair his beat up old jacket she sighs as she gets off her Honda shadow. ''ok enough get in there and get a job!'' she yells and grips his collar pushin the door open dragin him in ''don't be such a wussy Matt'' getting draggd Matt looks up a his younger sister her blue eyes shining in the light she makes a light head move to flick her dirty blonde hair out her eyes thn she starts to yell ''hey!!!! we need a job!!!! it says hiring!!!! hello!!!!!
 
Tania kept her eye on the strange man ever since hes been standing and talking to himself outside the café.
"Hey Alina. You got a new boyfriend already?"
Alina glares at the tall black-red haired woman trying not to dump the glass of ice water down her back. Glancing at the guy she sees another woman come up and yelling at him. "Hes not my type. My type is normally from the high north and single you know that."

Tania rolls her eyes at how she could be but let it slide anyways.
The door flys open with the woman yelling about making the girls jump. Tania took a deep breath and was thankful it was the slow hour and there were no costumers right now.

"Alina could you handle this while I get Amber."
Alina looking a little too over joyed looked as if she was going to join in a fight. But one look from Tania and Alina pouted out her lower lip. "Fine I'll be good for Ambers sake but no promises."

A little while goes by after Alina had settled the woman down and setted the two strangers down with tea and coffee, Amber comes from the stairs hidden behind a wall divider with her hair up and in her mix black suit and red tie with a frill open v white shirt.
"So what is it that I can help with today?" Amber looks over the man and can't help but slight blush but with how he was dressed she assumed the woman with him was his older sister.
 
Eclia sits there looking down at her tea for a few minutes her mind begins to wounder a bit then comes back to focus. her blue eyes make contact with your eyes.

Eclia half smiles and says"yes you can help us me and my older brother matt are new in town looking for jobs and places to stay we saw your sign the other day as I said we are new to this plane....." Eclia is intrupted by a nuged from matt.

matt laughs nevrvously an says'' uh yea we are looking for a job and living area.
he looks at Eclia with a odd look she just nods as he takes a drink of his tea with a sigh he looks back up at you again smiling

''I just hope my sisters behavior wasn't umm over the top she tends to just go head on a lot matt explains.
 
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Amber can't help but give a grin. Thinking also how his sister possibly meant place then plane. She saw Tania grin at her, Amber just gave her the -Don't get any ideas- look that Amber was known for by close friends.

"Well so far it is just the three of us gals. I could use another chef in the kitchen. But don't be asking for any secrets that go into some of my dishes. I also know there's a nice but good priced apartment complex about three blocks down. Other then that we can also use the help of another waitress never hurts."

Amber takes a sip of her coffee thinking she could possibly look into her old notes and seeing if there were any activities that could be implicated into the café now that there are more people.

"I'm Amber. The cook and manager of this Café. To my side is Tania, my 2nd in command sort to speak and head waitress. Then next we have
Alina who is our other waitress.

Do you have applications and what can you tell me about yourselves along with hours and time frames you be willing to work exedra."
 
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Easing down the street, the motor of the bike still hot and a little cranky from coming off the highway, he turns his goggles towards the little coffee shop. His back sore from miles riding on club-mans. the cold of the open road having completely robbed him of his internal heat and of the fury that had sent him out.. anywhere, sort of out. and the fact it wasn't a Starbucks made the little coffee shop look perfect.
After shutting the bike down and hauling it up on to the center stand an outside observer would be aware for the first time that he is wearing a black kilt with leggings and heavy boots, and as he removed the half helmet said observer would then notice short salt and pepper hair , small steel hoops in the ears , and the obviously steam punk inspired, goggles.
It takes a couple of slow odd steps before his stride becomes normal.
Pushing through the front door he seem dazed for a moment as he ponders where to sit, finally settling on the table in the corner, and gazes up at the menu board. pulling at his gloves and finally the jacket, he is no hurry , for there is nowhere he has to be...and maybe nowhere he is wanted.
some warmth and some coffee, for right now, it will be enough.
 
Amber hears the door open after giving the extra papers to Matt and Eclia to fill out. Glad that every one is getting along Alina and Eclia chit chat as Tania goes to get them food.

Putting down her coffee she picks up a pen and note pad and walks up to the table.
Eyeing the goggles a smile spread on her face as she found how cool they were designed.
Looking back at the man however she wasn't sure what to think other then looks can be deceiving. He had some bags under his eyes that said ether he hasn't had a good day or no sleep for a few days. Ether way he wouldn't be the first biker to stay in one of her guest rooms.

"So what can I start you off with this chilly afternoon sir?"
 
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Lost in thought, it was a too long moment before he registered that he had been spoken to, focusing his eyes up ward, he sees her, attractive, his instincts yell out feline, he wonders why. Then he smiles weakly embarrassed, that he didn't notice her approach, a moment later her words comeback to him, running his hands through his hair he reacts, falling back on habit he orders his usual.

"...aaa.. your largest Cappuccino please, made with cream if you have it... and a glass of water....
 
Unable to help but smile she writes, jotting it down.
"Comin right up. If there's anything else you can give a-holler since we are pretty slow around this time. I'll be back with your order."

She walks to the kitchen where Tania is just about finishing up making home-made chili that she was known to have a special knack at.

Tania turns her head slight to glance at her boss with a worried scowl.
Amber notes it right away as she makes two large cups instead of one as the man had asked. With a tall ice water on the side. With past history and seeing it around her as growing up, bikers by themselves were ether treated negative or positive depending on where they went. Seeing the tired look on the handsome man's face spoke volumes that he needed little more then what he was asking. At least helping people's worse day turn into a shining day in May was what her small cafe' was known for. ~Homey and Accepted. Regardless where you come from.~ and Amber prided herself in that statement.
Giving direct eye contact to Tania, Amber tilted her head with a raised eye brow.
"What's with that look?"

Tania sighs "When can I kick him out? I mean remember the last time a guy in punk clothes were here and what ha.."

Amber cut her off with a glare that would have killed. "He was sick in the mind Tania. It doesn't matter how some one dresses. You of all people should know that. Besides karma caught up with him and that will be that. The past is in the past and i will not change this cafe's ...." Trying to search for the proper word but in the end no word was able to pop up. Maybe the lack of caffeine lately she thought.

"Point is Tania you should know me well enough and know better then make that kind of statement."

Tania's features soften into a small smile. Even though Amber was her boss and just a few years older, Tania still felt as if she was a older sister and some days her only family. But she did know Amber well enough that she was wiser then her years. "Ok... Ok. I know. But you know how much me and Alina like to beat up people. So IF.."

Amber starts laughing. "I will be fine trust me. I can handle my own you know that. But yes if and that's a Big if something were to happen you and Alina would know first hand."

The two women hugged and Amber finishes up the cups onto a tray. Tania takes the chili and extra drinks to Matt and his sister, Amber took the two cups of cappuccino and water to the biker she notes the confused look upon his face when setting the 3rd cup at his table.

"Oh no worries. The second is on the house. You just looked as if you might needed an extra boost unless that was a little forward?"
 
He watched her come out of the back behind her a pair of not so friendly eyes, it didn't bother him, accustomed to the looks from people. balancing two cups and a glass in her hands she set all three down, he looked up a question in his mind, was she going to join him at his table?

"Oh no worries. The second is on the house. You just looked as if you might needed an extra boost unless that was a little forward?"

Inwardly chiding himself for such foolish hope he smiled and put on his best charming self, which isn't that charming when he thought about it.

"not at all.. forward is good, it suits you"

As he said this he met her gaze, and looked deep into her eyes, was that pity, empathy or just curiosity? .. he settled on curiosity with maybe a little pity thrown in. Absently he wonders why he cares, he doesn't even know her wasn't looking to get to know anyone at the moment.
she stands there for a moment he picks up the cup, runs it under his nose. Smells good and then he takes a sip, hot, foamy, dark rich espresso. trying for a "not creepy" smile he looks up.

"it's good, thank you..."
and again he finds him self looking deep into her eyes...and again the feeling is feline, fascinated he realizes he has stared too long and thinks about looking away but doesn't..
 
The fear of her doing something wrong fled from her with what he said. She smiled. She felt like a child again and with it her heart felt lighter for some small reason she was unsure of.

When the man's eyes themselves smiled after his first sip her heart and legs felt as if about to melt. She felt the heartfelt emotion till recent memories started to pop up then her back did the strangest thing and began to burn over her shoulder blades. She forced the lovey-dovey feeling back into the hole and back burners and breathed through letting her kind normal self come back.


But she still couldn't stop herself smiling back at the look on his face.
"We just made a fresh batch of chili if your starving as well? I'm Amber by the way. Sorry I'm normally in the back writing up bills or the paper work so I forget when addressing myself. I have to say though... Where did you acquire those steam punk like goggles? It may not seem it but i do have a liking to old class and old worldly themes."

She smiles and glances away from his glaze before her cheeks tried to start blushing in any way.
 
Something passes behind her eyes and then it is gone and he recognizes the doors being closed on some emotion. with complete understanding, he too closes his own doors. Not ready to let someone in just yet. The unfocused anger at the world, that sent him flying into the night is gone replaced by weariness and now with the mention of chili a real physical hunger.

"chili?.. sounds perfect, please do bring me a bowl"

Amber.. nice suits her he thinks to him self, and flash of desire like static forces him to glance down composing him self, not now, not yet, you don't even know her he chides himself. Then looking up into her eyes again, a faint smile on his lips..

"A pleasure to meet you Amber, my name is Brian... and the goggles" he smiles and picks them up to hand to her " I made my self.. I can be .. fussy about eye wear." kicking him self for that last bit, then looks away afraid his embarrassment will flush his face. Inwardly sighing, so much for the tough road harden biker image. Then realizing she is blushing, her features soften for one unguarded moment he truly sees her and then his heart tells his self control to go fuck itself and in that same moment he falls for her..... dammit, I don't even know her, he berates his stupid heart, why? but it just sits in his chest with a smug look of satisfaction.
deep breath.

Knowing now, that food will make him too sleepy to get back on the road, he fumbles for the words...

" um.. do you happen to know a good place to sleep?" what the hell was that? he thinks and he tries a gain.
"I mean, you know, a hotel" rolling his eyes at himself. A flash, of those eyes looking at him from a pillow in his bed, shaking off the image, he looks away again taking a sip of coffee, still annoyed with his heart, and now with his imagination.
 
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Her soft cream skin was never good at when it cam to hiding things. She could feel her cheeks warming. She tried intently to focus her deep off red eyes on the goggles. When stating he made them she couldn't help smiling like a fool once more.

"That's really amazing Brian. And you would probably be surprised to know there a a few bikers out there that even knitt but the things they make are wonderful."

When mentioned of a place like a hotel to stay in she had to stop herself from frowning. The only nearest places were for cheep and the rich. But the Cheap Roach was known for creepy things hiding around.

Handing the goggles back she says. "Well.. I have spare guest rooms in the back if it helps. I don't charge anything just a rule of you make the bed and care for the room as if your own. Think about it and let me know. I'll get that bowl for you." She wasn't sure if she was seeing things or what it was other then hunger on his face when she made eye contact once more. But she assumed maybe it was food hunger he may needed. Walking back to the kitchen she grabs a bowl of chili. Her back and head itched so moving to the far back where she hoped no one could see she let down her silvery blue natural curly hair. Lets her ears out of hiding for a moment for the itchy feeling to flee. Putting her hair back up making sure nothing could be seen she grabs the bowl and goes back to the table.

"Here we are. I can't take credit for this chili but if you want more it'll be easy to get more. The only other rule if you do stay is you can think of my café as home sweet home and if you need anything my apartment is upstairs. Just no stealing and that fun jazz. I wouldn't want to wake up with some of my made glasses missing in the morning." She didn't know why but she felt needed to tease this man. There she was smiling again...
 
He bit down on his tongue to keep from jumping at the offered room, it was almost too much, with his heart pounding thinking of sleeping in the same house as her, he inhaled slowly and forcing as much calm in to his voice as he could.

" I would be happy to accept your kind offer of a room for the night, thank you." then clamping down again so as not to gush.

Then she turned and walked back to kitchen, he couldn't help watching her go, a slinky swish to her stride, mesmerizing. his eyes fell lower, blushing he forced his eyes still lower to ride himself of the thoughts that came from watching that amazing... checking himself and focused on watching the long smooth muscles of her legs eat up the floor. suddenly he was sure that there should have been a tail, that she was somehow incomplete with out it, shaking his head slightly at the strange thought.

Before he could completely pull himself back together she was there again placing the bowl of chili in front of him, he looked up into those amazing eyes and felt like he was falling in to them.. " home sweet home", did she have any idea how deeply that phrase , cut into his core?
Her smile and gentle teasing , forced yet another blush, smiling back, he deadpanned.

"Don't worry about the glasses, I had only planned on taking the silver."

his grey blue eyes meeting hers as his hand came up to grab the spoon it brushed her hand as she was pulling away from the bowl, and he almost jerked back from the electricity of her touch, then a heart beat and he was forcing himself not grab her to feel that again. Turning and closing his eyes making as if he was smelling the chili, not yet sure he wanted her to see the sudden need that lightest of touches had developed in him... after all he wasn't sure if she felt the same.
 
Planned on taking the silver.. Why hadn't she thought of that one? She couldn't help but start busting up into laughter. She felt warm instantly when his hand had barely touched hers. It made her blush but she was glad his eyes were shut to smell the chili so he didn't see when she was able to breath through the feeling to calm herself.

Alina comes up from behind and nearly makes her jump. For some reason Alina always did it. But that was Alina for you. When Amber did jump she had to bite her tongue and the slight mewl of fear that wanted to jump from her.

"I'm gonna show Matt and Eclia the apartment and help them go shopping before it gets too late! Oh gosh Matt's sisy is the sweetest thing Ab! Is there anything you want me to look out for when helping them?"

Amber takes her hand up to her lips in deep thought about it. "Oh yes. Let me get it."
Going behind the counter she shuffles through a bag and hands something to Alina. "You shouldn't have to worry about the pin it'll go right through." Alina looked shocked as she was holding a credit card and what looked to be almost like an ID card but as if for the cafe' itself. "Amber you can't be.."

Amber couldn't help but chuckled. "How do you think I helped you out that first time we meet?" Alina looked as if about to cry but started beaming with a bright smile that reached to her soft sea green eyes. "But you wont be able to do the shopping tonight and Tania already went home?"

Amber still with her casual smile. "I'll be fine. I have three different accounts. Thanks to paypal anyway. I've already told Tania when she started but may as well. When owning a business it's always a good idea to not get things mixed up. One goes to your paychecks then what ever is left over is saved for your vaca. The second goes to the bills for "Savana", the cafe'. Then thirdly the last is my personal expense. Just don't go buying the whole apartment complex. I also save money in cash on the side for the shopping so I'll have enough."

Alina wasn't sure what to say. She could do nothing more but just smile at her "boss". With that they both smiled and hugged. Amber pats Alina's head out of habit before Alina darts off and takes Matt and Eclia out on the town.

Feeling like a mother she smiles with a sigh. "..What am I going to do about her..." She looks back at Brian and suddenly feels like she has a need to be blushing for what happened. Brushing off the blush best as possible she gives a soft smile. "Well.. umm.. I will let you enjoy your food and prepare one of the rooms. After that I will be in my office that's right around the corner if you need anything."

With that she walked off to first clean up the tables and a few dish's lying around the cafe'. Soon as she gets to the guest room her back and cat like ears were itching again. Maybe it was her imagination or just didn't wash herself well enough lately that she hoped she didn't have flees.
 
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