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ImagelessButterfly
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- Joined
- Feb 27, 2011
"Aleena...Aleena....ALEENA!" The cook hit that little bell four more times than should be necessary before the petite woman reacted, shaking her thoughts from her head.
"Sorry Danny." She mumbled, getting the plates of food on the counter. She still wasn't used to the whole focusing thing. She walked to the table, presenting them with a smile, trying not to think about how her auburn curls were sticking to her face cause of the sweat, or how the stupid black and pink apron made her look like some freak from Little House on the Prairie. But that's how Aleena was, She could easily stop thinking about things if she had to. Plus it couldn't look so bad, right? She was wearing a simple black tank top and a pair of jeans underneath, it wasn't like their was a strict dress code at Auntie Ma's Sweet Tea Shack and Eatery.
"If you need anything else, just let me know?" she smiled cheerfully to the family of four before walking back to lean on the counter at the back. It was getting late, the sun now making the sky outside a bleeding peach of sorts, painting the sky sherbet and cherry. The light of the window playing on her light colored coppery skin.
Aleena was the kind of beauty that came from harshness. She had large wide almond shaped eyes that had just a touch of mystery in their chocolate color despite her relatively open personality. Even though she was probably no taller that 5' 5" she had long thin arms and legs that were more muscle than flesh, and a relatively flat chest, tell tale signs of her rather active life she led. Including; walking, running, swimming and dance, since she was about ten.
Her lips were on the big and pouty side, though they were also oddly proportionate to the rest of her pixie like body and nimbleness. She wore no makeup on them, or the rest of her face, her own defiant way of moving on from the past. She smiled slightly, thinking about how in a few minutes she would be going back to her house, and fall asleep in her bed. It was those little joys that kept her on her feet even though after eight hours they were getting pretty sore. She pushed a lock of her wavy, semi-curly long hair behind her ear, glad the rest of the auburn slightly frizzled mess was contained in a large clip, even though that only made the shoulder length hair drip and drizzle over and tickle her neck slightly.
"You want some sweet tea sugar?" the elderly owner asked, walking over and touching her arm, breaking her focus on the colors outside and bringing them back in, "You've been workin' awfully hard. I'll go make ya some."
"Thanks Auntie Ma." Aleena giggled slightly, pulling at her fingers. Auntie Ma's sweet tea was apparently the local legend. a tea so good that it "musta been givin' to her by the angels themselves" as one regular put it. And considering some places Aleena had been, tea from the angels wasn't half bad of a deal.
"Sorry Danny." She mumbled, getting the plates of food on the counter. She still wasn't used to the whole focusing thing. She walked to the table, presenting them with a smile, trying not to think about how her auburn curls were sticking to her face cause of the sweat, or how the stupid black and pink apron made her look like some freak from Little House on the Prairie. But that's how Aleena was, She could easily stop thinking about things if she had to. Plus it couldn't look so bad, right? She was wearing a simple black tank top and a pair of jeans underneath, it wasn't like their was a strict dress code at Auntie Ma's Sweet Tea Shack and Eatery.
"If you need anything else, just let me know?" she smiled cheerfully to the family of four before walking back to lean on the counter at the back. It was getting late, the sun now making the sky outside a bleeding peach of sorts, painting the sky sherbet and cherry. The light of the window playing on her light colored coppery skin.
Aleena was the kind of beauty that came from harshness. She had large wide almond shaped eyes that had just a touch of mystery in their chocolate color despite her relatively open personality. Even though she was probably no taller that 5' 5" she had long thin arms and legs that were more muscle than flesh, and a relatively flat chest, tell tale signs of her rather active life she led. Including; walking, running, swimming and dance, since she was about ten.
Her lips were on the big and pouty side, though they were also oddly proportionate to the rest of her pixie like body and nimbleness. She wore no makeup on them, or the rest of her face, her own defiant way of moving on from the past. She smiled slightly, thinking about how in a few minutes she would be going back to her house, and fall asleep in her bed. It was those little joys that kept her on her feet even though after eight hours they were getting pretty sore. She pushed a lock of her wavy, semi-curly long hair behind her ear, glad the rest of the auburn slightly frizzled mess was contained in a large clip, even though that only made the shoulder length hair drip and drizzle over and tickle her neck slightly.
"You want some sweet tea sugar?" the elderly owner asked, walking over and touching her arm, breaking her focus on the colors outside and bringing them back in, "You've been workin' awfully hard. I'll go make ya some."
"Thanks Auntie Ma." Aleena giggled slightly, pulling at her fingers. Auntie Ma's sweet tea was apparently the local legend. a tea so good that it "musta been givin' to her by the angels themselves" as one regular put it. And considering some places Aleena had been, tea from the angels wasn't half bad of a deal.