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Cassondra wiped away the last of the rum spill from across the smooth surface of the table and looked down at her reflection. A piece of blonde hair had fallen from her ponytail and with a small sigh she tucked it behind her ear. She had only been working at The Drowning Wench for five months and she already felt tired. No use thinking about what can't be changed and really I'm just lucky to be here, she reminded herself as she picked up the empty glass and put it on the tray next to her.
As Cassondra picked up the tray and began to head back towards the kitchen, she spotted a newly vacant table. Bottles of various alcohol and half empty glasses almost hid the small pile of gil left in the center of spread. After glancing around the room to see if anyone was paying attention, she casually strolled over to the table. Leaning down as if to begin picking up the mess, she picked up the money and slipped it onto her pocket. She shifted her eyes once more around the room and noticed one of the other girls moving towards the table. Quickly Cassondra began picking up the glasses and adding them to her own tray.
A few moments later Cassondra heard a voice from behind her, "Hey Sondra, thanks for helping me clean up."
"Yeah, no problem!" She turned and smiled at her friend Beth as she gestured to the table. "It was the least I could do considering how awful they were. Didn't even leave a tip."
"Great." Her friend frowned as she started stacking bottles on her tray as well.
"Well, I'm off in half an hour. I need to get home before Crystal notices I didn't go to school today."
"Alright, I guess we'll see you tomorrow." As Beth turned to smile at Sondra, her elbow knocked one of the glasses and poured rum down the table and across the floor. Groaning she bent down to wipe up the spill, "This is turning out to be a perfect day for me."
Sondra shrugged and patted the girl on the shoulder, "Look at it this way. In one hundred years, who's gonna care?"
Cassondra walked across the room back to the bar area and she suddenly noticed a man in a cowl whose eyes were fixed upon something. Following his gaze she saw a table of women chatting together. She wondered why the man was watching them so intently as a smile crossed his lips. He didn't look like the womanizing type, but she reminded herself you could never tell with strangers. She passed him casually as she made her way into the kitchen.
She placed her tray on the piles of dirty dishes left for the scullery boy to clean and made her way back out to the bar area. The man she had passed was now examining the rows of drinks in front of her and he called out, "Barkeeper?"
She motioned for the somewhat angry looking barkeeper to go back to his business and smiled at the man, "He's a bit busy at the moment. I'm Cassondra and is there anything I can get for you instead?"
As Cassondra picked up the tray and began to head back towards the kitchen, she spotted a newly vacant table. Bottles of various alcohol and half empty glasses almost hid the small pile of gil left in the center of spread. After glancing around the room to see if anyone was paying attention, she casually strolled over to the table. Leaning down as if to begin picking up the mess, she picked up the money and slipped it onto her pocket. She shifted her eyes once more around the room and noticed one of the other girls moving towards the table. Quickly Cassondra began picking up the glasses and adding them to her own tray.
A few moments later Cassondra heard a voice from behind her, "Hey Sondra, thanks for helping me clean up."
"Yeah, no problem!" She turned and smiled at her friend Beth as she gestured to the table. "It was the least I could do considering how awful they were. Didn't even leave a tip."
"Great." Her friend frowned as she started stacking bottles on her tray as well.
"Well, I'm off in half an hour. I need to get home before Crystal notices I didn't go to school today."
"Alright, I guess we'll see you tomorrow." As Beth turned to smile at Sondra, her elbow knocked one of the glasses and poured rum down the table and across the floor. Groaning she bent down to wipe up the spill, "This is turning out to be a perfect day for me."
Sondra shrugged and patted the girl on the shoulder, "Look at it this way. In one hundred years, who's gonna care?"
Cassondra walked across the room back to the bar area and she suddenly noticed a man in a cowl whose eyes were fixed upon something. Following his gaze she saw a table of women chatting together. She wondered why the man was watching them so intently as a smile crossed his lips. He didn't look like the womanizing type, but she reminded herself you could never tell with strangers. She passed him casually as she made her way into the kitchen.
She placed her tray on the piles of dirty dishes left for the scullery boy to clean and made her way back out to the bar area. The man she had passed was now examining the rows of drinks in front of her and he called out, "Barkeeper?"
She motioned for the somewhat angry looking barkeeper to go back to his business and smiled at the man, "He's a bit busy at the moment. I'm Cassondra and is there anything I can get for you instead?"
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