Post by Tara Markov on Apr 3, 2015 20:23:42 GMT -5
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IT'S A LATTE TO THINK ABOUT
IT'S A LATTE TO THINK ABOUT
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Tara smoothed down the front of her apron before she picked up the tray with two small coffee mugs filled with vanilla lattes. Sighing softly, she blew a stray piece of hair out of her face as she walked around the counter. A fake smile was plastered on her face as she walked over and set the mugs on the table asking the customers if they needed anything else before she walked back behind the counter.
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Normally Tara didn’t mind her job at Jitters, in fact usually she loved it here, the smell of coffee, the new faces, she loved it all. She hadn’t been able to sleep well and was really feeling the impact of that this morning. Her worries over her new abilities had not dissapated as the sun rose this morning unfortunately. She was still preoccupied as she kept thinking that she should be working on getting control over her abilities and was contemplating going home.
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Thanks to her new scholarship, she didn’t need the money anymore. Her father was still sending her monthly payments, his way of paying her to not come “home” and cause a scandal by showing the country that he was not the perfect family man. What her dear father didn’t understand was that she couldn’t care less about going back to meet him or have anything to do with the royal family that she was very obviously not welcome in. She had come to realize that all he was good at was sending money that had enabled her to attend university.
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The chiming of the door opening broke Tara out of her thoughts as she wiped her hands on her apron as she went back to the counter, looking at the door as someone walked in.
Tara smoothed down the front of her apron before she picked up the tray with two small coffee mugs filled with vanilla lattes. Sighing softly, she blew a stray piece of hair out of her face as she walked around the counter. A fake smile was plastered on her face as she walked over and set the mugs on the table asking the customers if they needed anything else before she walked back behind the counter.
[break][break]
Normally Tara didn’t mind her job at Jitters, in fact usually she loved it here, the smell of coffee, the new faces, she loved it all. She hadn’t been able to sleep well and was really feeling the impact of that this morning. Her worries over her new abilities had not dissapated as the sun rose this morning unfortunately. She was still preoccupied as she kept thinking that she should be working on getting control over her abilities and was contemplating going home.
[break][break]
Thanks to her new scholarship, she didn’t need the money anymore. Her father was still sending her monthly payments, his way of paying her to not come “home” and cause a scandal by showing the country that he was not the perfect family man. What her dear father didn’t understand was that she couldn’t care less about going back to meet him or have anything to do with the royal family that she was very obviously not welcome in. She had come to realize that all he was good at was sending money that had enabled her to attend university.
[break][break]
The chiming of the door opening broke Tara out of her thoughts as she wiped her hands on her apron as she went back to the counter, looking at the door as someone walked in.
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