Time to Myself....How. [open]
May 29, 2015 17:47:23 GMT -5
Post by Kali Caraway on May 29, 2015 17:47:23 GMT -5
Man I'm alone. Like...really alone. Kali was seated in the food court, with her bag on the seat next to her, and a book opened in front of her, Through the Looking Glass. Kali couldn't quite remember the last time she had an afternoon to herself. Really.
She couldn't.
Brandy was nearly three years old. Before her beautiful accident, Kali spent nearly every waking moment at her Kafe making sure that stayed afloat. Now she did so much business she could afford enough staff members that she could take days off. Now that Brandy wasn't an infant, Kali wasn't scared of day care's and baby sitters.
Just now, Brandy was with her father, Mason.
Alex was managing the Kafe. Kali just paid all the bills for her house and business and...now the afternoon was hers.
In her stupor she wandered herself to the mall and just walked around. She didn't buy anything yet, but shopped around. Now she had a coffee from a place that wasn't hers, and that was oddly rewarding.
She took a sip and looked around the food court. It was definitely hard being a single mother that ran her own business, but Kali knew what a bad ass she was. Always had been.
It was just super weird that she didn't have any responsibilities right now.
((This thread is totally open to anyone who would like to join, any age, just for some random plots.))
She couldn't.
Brandy was nearly three years old. Before her beautiful accident, Kali spent nearly every waking moment at her Kafe making sure that stayed afloat. Now she did so much business she could afford enough staff members that she could take days off. Now that Brandy wasn't an infant, Kali wasn't scared of day care's and baby sitters.
Just now, Brandy was with her father, Mason.
Alex was managing the Kafe. Kali just paid all the bills for her house and business and...now the afternoon was hers.
In her stupor she wandered herself to the mall and just walked around. She didn't buy anything yet, but shopped around. Now she had a coffee from a place that wasn't hers, and that was oddly rewarding.
She took a sip and looked around the food court. It was definitely hard being a single mother that ran her own business, but Kali knew what a bad ass she was. Always had been.
It was just super weird that she didn't have any responsibilities right now.
((This thread is totally open to anyone who would like to join, any age, just for some random plots.))
