Post by CALYPSO AVERY KIRKWOOD on Jul 12, 2019 17:10:50 GMT -5
Cally had graduated, she was free from her torments of school her demons should stay there she could focus on getting healthy and better. A real job. Though for now her brother had saved her bacon on that one and given her a place to stay at his flat again in London, this summer and a job as this bar. Though he had warned her it wasn't forever she had great potential to make something of herself. Plus he was frightfully worried about her she was looking more fragile than ever he thought and he hoped with him being around she would get better.
Cally loved being away from her mother and father and always loved living in London. She hoped that her summer would be just as fun as the last one where she was in London. However the boy she had met back then had gotten really famous and probably wouldn't even remember her. Their letters had become painfully slow and he always started it off apologising. Though he was a rock stare who was she to complain he was busy living a great life.
A mere week of Cally being back in London and old enough to properly experience what the bars and clubs had to offer she felt like death. Today was worse she had to try and get into her brothers club to start her shift. Cally was feeling fragile the sun hurt her eyes and she had a slow throbbing in her head from the drink the night before. She was not looking forward to the stale smell of alcohol a bar gives off in the day time from all the spilled drinks from the previous antics. But she had to pull it together her brother was on with his music festival again and things were going into full gear for it with more alcohol being delivered and lights. He had outdone himself.
Today though all Cally had to focus on was getting their and hopefully the slow walk in the fresh air of London to the venue would help her feel better. She donned on a crop top high waisted denim jeans and some sunglasses. Cally hadn't even ran a brush through her hair this morning hit hurt too much. She grimaced as she closed the door a little too loudly and it made an echoing throb in her head. Shoving her keys and a little money into her pockets she set off through the streets of London. To work like a proper adult.
The honking of horns and hassle and bustle of the streets we're not making her feel any better. This was a bad idea now to go out last night. She was just showing off now she was old enough. Slipping into a shop she bought a bottle of water and sipped it as she walked along the busy streets trying to not get knocked over or bump into anyone.
Notes:Anyone is welcome to talk to the wallflower