Post by Verity Bromley on Jul 16, 2010 22:01:14 GMT -5
Verity stared at the door, willing for it to open and for a million customers to bustle in. Well, maybe not a million, but enough to keep her busy without being too stressed. She heaved a bored sigh. She hated slow periods, like this one, and they were more common now that there weren’t as many students traipsing about Hogsmeade. It was summer and most of them went home, those lucky fools. Verity didn’t really have a home to go home to. Hogwarts had become more of a home than anywhere else had ever been.
Verity walked around to the other side of the counter and sat down in one of the stools. She planned on getting up is someone came in, but the place was completely abandoned. It could have to do with the fact that it was that awkward time in the afternoon. It was too late for a lunch rush and too early for the evening crowd. There wasn’t anything to really do but sit there and tap her fingers against her re-finished counter top, thanks to Jamie. She had already cleaned the dishes, calculated the report from lunch, and prepared the food for dinner. She racked her brain for other chores she could do to keep busy. Just sitting there and not doing anything at all was driving her mad.
Verity walked around to the other side of the counter and sat down in one of the stools. She planned on getting up is someone came in, but the place was completely abandoned. It could have to do with the fact that it was that awkward time in the afternoon. It was too late for a lunch rush and too early for the evening crowd. There wasn’t anything to really do but sit there and tap her fingers against her re-finished counter top, thanks to Jamie. She had already cleaned the dishes, calculated the report from lunch, and prepared the food for dinner. She racked her brain for other chores she could do to keep busy. Just sitting there and not doing anything at all was driving her mad.
