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An Obsidian State of Mind; IC: Rimanelli ISO: Leila
Topic Started: Dec 11 2012, 03:57 AM (307 Views)
tearsandroses
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Date: Winter 12th

So far, Rima wasn't exactly impressed with her new home.

It was a lot smaller than her old home. She wanted to go back to New York, but... She really didn't have anything there. Her mom and brother both might as well have cut her off and had been avoiding her like the plague. She could still hear her brother's cold voice saying...

She shook her head, getting the memory out of her mind, not wanting to put herself in a bad mood by dwelling in the past. She walked into the cafe. Small. Quiet. Just like the rest of the town. She removed her sunglasses, putting them away in her purse to get a better look, her big brown eyes taking in the.... Rather peaceful scenery, as boring as it was. That was one thing she did like about it here. It was comfortable and homey. She should try getting out of her apartment more so she can actually meet some of the people here and see if they were as kind and welcoming as the town itself was.

Once she was done observing the little cafe, the New Yorker went and sat down at a table, waiting for someone to come and take her order.
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I used to think
I had the answers to everything,
But now I know
Life doesn't always go my way,
It's time that I
Learn to face up to this on my own.
I'm not a girl,
Not yet a woman.
All I need is time,
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between ------------

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"I'm sorryyyyy!" Leila whined for the hundredth time in the kitchen that day after knocking down another tray off the counter. At least this one hadn't had food on it. That had to be at least some kind of accomplishment, didn't it? She had to look at the positive, right? If she didn't, she might find herself a blubbering heap of tears on the floor and Mrs. Nibai would for sure be upset with her, then.

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Figuring it was probably best to not be in the kitchen for a while, Leila poked her head out into the dining room... to see a customer! Well, okay, there were other customers, too, but this one was a new customer and it looked like no one had tended to her, yet. Well, like d'uh, no one's tended to her yet, because I'm the only waitress here! Leila reminded herself. That meant that she needed to get out there and serve this customer ASAP! Yeah, Mrs. Nibai would be really super proud of her for doing such a good job! There was still a chance to turn this bad day around! Positive thinking!

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She bounced her way out into the dining room with enthusiastic zeal, but failed to actually watch where her feet were landing and ended up tripping over her own long legs, going sprawling face-first on top of the girl's table.

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Oooowww that huuuuurt! Leila whined in her head, but... no! She couldn't cry! She had to make Mrs. Nibai proud of her! She could still fix this! She hadn't spilled anything on the customer, at least! It would still be okay!

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Making a valiant effort to recover from her error, Leila scrambled to her feet, looking embarrassed, but wearing a bright, friendly smile all the same. "Hahahaha sorry about that! I can be a little clutzy sometimes! I hope I didn't hurt you or anything!" she apologised. "My name's Leila and I'll be your waitress for today. Totally cool to meet you! Can I get you anything to drink to start off with?" she rattled off her usual introduction that she'd been taught when she'd been hired here.

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Rima looked over with a raised brow, listening to all the bangs and clanks that seemed to be going on in the kitchen. Sounded like one of the staff was a regular bull in a china shop. She continued to sit patiently, waiting to be served when out of the kitchen bounced a blonde with long pigtails, looking like a cheerleader on espresso. Rima ave the girl a small smile as she walked over... And immedetely went face first into her table. Rima jumped in her seat, covering her mouth with one hand, eyes all wide. "Uh, you okay, hon?" Se asked, lifting a brow as the girl shot back up. She acted like it was nothing. Rima shrugged it off. "Uh, yeah, my name's Rima. I'll have a root beer, Leila." She responded with a grin on her face.

Well, her first interaction with someone outside of school had started off.... Interesting, to say the least. The girl seemed friendly enough, but Rima hoped the girl would be a little more careful. She didn't want her temper flaring up. That wouldn't be the best way to start off a new life.
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I used to think
I had the answers to everything,
But now I know
Life doesn't always go my way,
It's time that I
Learn to face up to this on my own.
I'm not a girl,
Not yet a woman.
All I need is time,
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between ------------

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Oh wow, this was like super embarrassing. Her first customer and she'd done a face plant into the table, but the girl didn't seem too upset by it. That was good, right? Leila laughed off the concerned inquiry, waving a hand spasmodically, which caused a nearby lamp to wobble when she accidentally smacked it. Oops. Leila quickly grabbed it to steady it with a sheepish grin. "Oh yeah, totally fine! Like I said, happens a lot with me, ahaha..." she giggled embarrassedly.<br><br>

Rima rattled off her preference of beverage and Leila stood at attention, giving the girl a salute. "A root beer! Got it! Coming riiiight up, Rima!" she told her, dashing back off to the kitchen... where she proceeded to knock over about a dozen other things and slosh root beer all over the counter while attempting to pour it into a glass.<br><br>

She was so eager to get to serve her first customer that she didn't look where she was going, dashing out with reckless abandon, the drink placed precariously on a tray. She ended up getting her long legs tangled up and tripping, sending the glass and its contents flying... again, all over the table, some of it dripping into Rima's lap.<br><br>

"OhmygoshI'mreallyreallysupersorry!" Leila cried tearfully, horrified at her own failure. She frantically grabbed every napkin available off the table and started dabbing at the mess in Rima's lap... which didn't help much considering the napkins were also soaked in root beer. "Are you okay? I hope I didn't ruin your clothes. I can get you another drink, I'm so so so sorry," she babbled her apologies over and over again, feeling awful.<br><br>

Mrs. Nibai's going to fire meeeeeeee... she whined internally.

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