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Anglkate
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((setting will start in the city and progress from there...it is a large city fyi))
She never had been a large city girl, always lived in the country. So when she first moved to the bustling world of city life, no more than 4 years ago, Alexandra had a serious culture shock. Where the country had its lazy evening roads upon which the lights would dim out and the stars stretch out for endless miles before you, the city was full of motion day and night with the lights blaring and giving off an eerie glow from dusk to dawn. The welcome arms of the simple country folk were replaced by the cold dog-eat-dog mannerisms of the city slickers. I felt like the black sheep in the herd of white sheep. Out of place and lost.
For the longest time she was just the flower on the wall that no one saw, but who everyone knew was there--somewhere--but you couldn’t put your finger on where. Keeping her gaze lowered and never meeting anyone’s eyes. She never spoke, some perhaps thinking she was a mute, and she was never noticed; not that she cared. However, despite that, she was a careful observer of the strange people of the city. It was as if she had stepped onto a whole other planet of sorts, where she was the alien to this world.
After about a year and a half Alexandra finally started to get used to the ‘city life’. She still longed for the quiet, secluded, nature of the country, but she could at least survive. She managed to find a decent part time job working at a busy café on Main Street called The Moonlight Café. It was a semi-small café located at a corner and it was open from morning to dusk. She often worked the odd shifts, early morning or late night. Despite it being small, the people often tipped rather nicely. However, the people weren't always--the cleanest--that came in, especially later at night. That was the city though. She could remember, in particular, one man who once walked through the doors. She found it odd that she remembered almost every detail down to the exact outfit she was wearing that day, but life is odd like that...
...It was a Saturday, evening, and Alexandra was stuck working the semi-later shift again. She could have thought of a thousand other things to do, besides work, but that never mattered. Work was work, and work was money. Money was something she needed, so she just sucked it up and took the shift scheduled. It was her, Julia, and Sam. All day it had been storming on and off, and now that the sun was just setting, it's crimson rays shining an eerie light inside and casting shadows, the rain decided to come down in sheets; as a result, business was slightly slow. Sam was busy cleaning off tables and flirting with Julia while Alexandra sat behind the counter reading a book she happened to bring with her. No one was really expecting customers to be coming in, so Julia and Sam had ‘disappeared’ into the back room. It wasn't brain surgery to figure out what they were probably up to, but Alexandra didn't care. To each their own, and she would rather not have thought about that, so she didn't.
As she listened to the steady pitter patter of the rain, focusing on the romance novel she was reading, her thoughts were interrupted by the soft ring of a bell. Glancing up and a strange indiviual walked in, soaked to the bone with a glassy look in thier eyes. She didn’t want to be rude, and so she put the book down and walked over as they took a seat in a corner booth, “hello, how can I help you?” she asked and waited for their reply with a kind smile on her face
[[Summary: just an introduction post. We find that Alexandra has only been in the city for about 4 years and then there is a sort of backward time skip that returns to a certain day she remembers. A rainy saturday that she recalls. A stranger enters the cafe where she works and her story beings]]
She never had been a large city girl, always lived in the country. So when she first moved to the bustling world of city life, no more than 4 years ago, Alexandra had a serious culture shock. Where the country had its lazy evening roads upon which the lights would dim out and the stars stretch out for endless miles before you, the city was full of motion day and night with the lights blaring and giving off an eerie glow from dusk to dawn. The welcome arms of the simple country folk were replaced by the cold dog-eat-dog mannerisms of the city slickers. I felt like the black sheep in the herd of white sheep. Out of place and lost.
For the longest time she was just the flower on the wall that no one saw, but who everyone knew was there--somewhere--but you couldn’t put your finger on where. Keeping her gaze lowered and never meeting anyone’s eyes. She never spoke, some perhaps thinking she was a mute, and she was never noticed; not that she cared. However, despite that, she was a careful observer of the strange people of the city. It was as if she had stepped onto a whole other planet of sorts, where she was the alien to this world.
After about a year and a half Alexandra finally started to get used to the ‘city life’. She still longed for the quiet, secluded, nature of the country, but she could at least survive. She managed to find a decent part time job working at a busy café on Main Street called The Moonlight Café. It was a semi-small café located at a corner and it was open from morning to dusk. She often worked the odd shifts, early morning or late night. Despite it being small, the people often tipped rather nicely. However, the people weren't always--the cleanest--that came in, especially later at night. That was the city though. She could remember, in particular, one man who once walked through the doors. She found it odd that she remembered almost every detail down to the exact outfit she was wearing that day, but life is odd like that...
...It was a Saturday, evening, and Alexandra was stuck working the semi-later shift again. She could have thought of a thousand other things to do, besides work, but that never mattered. Work was work, and work was money. Money was something she needed, so she just sucked it up and took the shift scheduled. It was her, Julia, and Sam. All day it had been storming on and off, and now that the sun was just setting, it's crimson rays shining an eerie light inside and casting shadows, the rain decided to come down in sheets; as a result, business was slightly slow. Sam was busy cleaning off tables and flirting with Julia while Alexandra sat behind the counter reading a book she happened to bring with her. No one was really expecting customers to be coming in, so Julia and Sam had ‘disappeared’ into the back room. It wasn't brain surgery to figure out what they were probably up to, but Alexandra didn't care. To each their own, and she would rather not have thought about that, so she didn't.
As she listened to the steady pitter patter of the rain, focusing on the romance novel she was reading, her thoughts were interrupted by the soft ring of a bell. Glancing up and a strange indiviual walked in, soaked to the bone with a glassy look in thier eyes. She didn’t want to be rude, and so she put the book down and walked over as they took a seat in a corner booth, “hello, how can I help you?” she asked and waited for their reply with a kind smile on her face
[[Summary: just an introduction post. We find that Alexandra has only been in the city for about 4 years and then there is a sort of backward time skip that returns to a certain day she remembers. A rainy saturday that she recalls. A stranger enters the cafe where she works and her story beings]]
