vanitas· :
VANITAS IS TIRED , EXHAUSTED , really . but when is that something new ? this constant dull ache that hangs onto them like a virus . tonight is a busy night , at least . they had taken on two shifts , someone else called out earlier in the day , and well . vanitas was getting paid for it , so it’s not like they can entirely complain . but fuck , are they tired . their body is going to hate them tomorrow when they can barely stand given that they’ve been standing for hours already .
WHEN SOMEONE SITS DOWN in front of the bar counter , they put down the pint glass they’re polishing for the past five minutes while listening to someone else crying about their lives , the typical ‘ my partner left me ’ drama . they internalise the sigh of irritation they want to give . before finally they’re speaking , keeping their voice even , “ what are you going to be drinking ? ”
disgruntlement at herself had been stowed away , woman knowing that her own mistake wasn’t something worth putting negativity into anyone else’s spheres . besides , it wasn’t as if juliet didn’t have the choice to take the extra five minutes’ hike back to her car in order to grab her lanyard & mend the situation altogether . slipping towards the bar in search of the friend whose invitation had brought her there , no luck was scored ; leaving juliet to simply slide onto a barstool & wait . fingers tapped delicately over the tiny keyboard of her phone , the clicking sound drowned out by the life surrounding them .
[ SMS | 10:17PM ] ➥ i’m super early 💕 ➥ would you mind grabbing something from my c ( . . . )
stopping , a bashful glance upwards was given to the voice addressing her ; juliet offering the tender a sweet smile . “ do you serve fountain drinks ? sodas ? i . . . left my ID in the car . ” look on her face was entirely apologetic .
