two sides of the same coin | sloane blackwood & sonny munroe of @snnynatural
𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐁𝐍𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑. She hated it when the days were slow, and 𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒 wasn't here. It was his turn to play CEO of 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐄𝐒, and that meant he was nowhere in the country. The only upside to it was his bringing home new recipes and souvenirs from his trips abroad. Other than that? She hated holding down the fort, mainly on days like this. Deciding to sit on the opposite side of the bar, she leaned back on her arms and scrolled through her phone to see the lives of her friends who were thousands of miles away. She missed the old group; she hated that she had self-isolated from them ever since The Incident that happened on her birthday. It had been a couple of months now, and she was still adjusting to her new lease on life. Her senses were all out of whack; everything that annoyed her enraged her, and what would make her a little upset only made her depressed.
Demonic senses were a bitch and a half, but she was learning to push through.
Chewing on the inside of her cheek, Sloane wrinkled her nose when she caught a new scent in the air. It was the typical vampire, werewolf, or witch; it was something new, and she couldn't put a label on it. Pressing her lips into a line, she hopped off the barstool, walked back around the bar, and began taking out menus. Someone was coming in. Upon hearing the familiar chime of the bell at the top of the door, Sloane rolled her shoulder back and tossed her hair behind her shoulder. Putting on that customer service smile, she placed her hands on the counter and spoke to the person who entered.
❝ Hiya, Darlin', welcome in, ❞ Sloane began to say, at least someone was here that she could talk to make the time pass by. ❝ Ya wanna look over our specials or do you have an idea of what you're cravin'? ❞
