@demichors
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐋 . working retail was an absolute nightmare at times, a test built by the gods themselves and most definitely not created for someone as impatient as minnie to pass. after almost scalping a little demeter kid for being rude ( not to mention how they insisted on pulling out every neatly folded item of clothing to find a size rather than asking for help ) minnie had decided the day was done. and it was, considering there had only been twenty minutes left until their actual closing time. so sue her if she turned the sign off early.
when she arrives back to the house, it’s relatively quiet and instead of heading straight up to her room, she grabs a pint of ice cream from the freezer and two spoons. of course, imogen is one of the first stops –– it was a regular occurrence for minnie to show up unannounced and decide it was talk time, and so she enters with a grin and an open palm. “ i almost killed a bitch at work today, im. ” she nods as if to prove her point. “ those little demeter dirt children aren’t all sunflowers and succulents, i’ll tell you that much. wanna go get drunk ? ”