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He was the last person that Jiel had expected would come to her aid when she needed it most, though she had no reason to doubt him. Jiel was Jiel, however, and she didnāt trust care or kindness when it came without strings. She may not have been the smartest girl around town, but she knew a thing or two about debts. It was for this reason that Jiel was wary of most people but especially of men, all of them; Graves, too.Ā
His kindness was never overt. He didnāt go out of his way to nurture her, take her under his wing. He saw her boundaries, and he respected them. He was never too warm, too close, or too sweet. He wasnāt overly friendly or overly familiar. One could even argue he was simply doing his job, what a good boss would do. Ā
Like the morning she came in lateāhair still damp from washing it in the sink, blouse buttoned wrong because sheād dressed in the dark to avoid waking her father, whom she'd spent all night tending to in hopes that he would soon sleep. Sheād only been employed at the tavern for about two weeks, so sheād braved herself for a lecture, a threat, for the hammer of authority the swing down and crush her.
āIām sorry,ā sheād murmured, tucking a dark stray lock behind her ear and clasping her hands in front of her empty, loudly growling stomach. Jiel had raised her voice to speak over it, just in case heād heard. āMy fatherāheās ill, I couldnāt leave him until he was asleep. Iāll stay late to make up for the time.āĀ
intro; hello, and thank you for having me at velgrove ā” i'm j (25+, she/her, gmt+9), and jiel is a server atĀ the red fox tavern. she's on a journey to understand the circumstances surrounding her mother's death and her father's current illness. inheritance v. choice, womanhood and gender roles, duty, agency, and self-discovery are themes that will appear frequently throughout her story. feel free to like this post if you'd like me to reach out to plot. if you don't have any ideas, don't worry, i usually have tons ā”
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