Her World

"Another Day....." Rising from bed before the sun even peeked from the horizon Alvara stood wobbly on her knees as she tried to recall the night before.

Flashing lights and the strong smell of alchohol was all she could remember before an aching pain crawled up her spine to her head making her groan loudly and thus waking her cat who once slept soundly beside her.

"Good morning Midnight." she croaked, earning a snort from her cat who in her view seemed to have rolled his eyes. "Keep your thoughts to yourself thank you very much." She could not help but talk back irritated.

Her alarm rung telling her that it was already 5:30 in the morning, not that she needed it since she was already awake before it rang.

"Oh shut it." She said as she slammed her hand on the off switch.

Yes she did have a rather odd habit of talking to everything animate or inanimate which always gained her a ton of raised eyebrows in public. She did her daily routine of brushing her teeth and reconsidered on a bath. She must've stunk so much that even her cat didn't dare come in the bathroom. It just sat there by the door frame giving her a disappointed look.

"What? I know it was stupid but I couldn't help but try going to a night club." She said as she brushed her teeth with foam flying to the floor. Her cat just Meowed so loud that she swear she heard him say "Wow" in the most sarcastic way possible.

With that her cat strutted away hiding beneath her bed as if the mere sight of her disgusted him, and he couldn't be more right.

Her hazel eyes looked more like muddy brown,her eyelids were rimmed red while her wavy black hair stood in all directions looking like a wool ball gone wrong.

"Yikes....I am never going to club ever again!"

she said to herself horrified of her own reflection but her cat just couldn't help but give a funny long meow which to her ear sounded like.

"You better make sure of it. I hate the smell."

"Sweetie Breakfast is ready!!!" her mom called from downstairs.

She swiftly did her must dos and rushed down the stairs making sure to sneak a few bills in her mom's bag.

You see my mother never knew I had a part time job as a waitress in a nearby restaurant called La Cusina Dragon I tried telling her since it would be a great way to help with the bills and a great way for me to escape the everyday repeating routine of life she just wouldn't have it saying that I should just finish my apprenticeship with my aunt who owned Boutique, but I didn't want that. Fashion wasn't my thing. I wanted to be a researcher who studied old books and artifacts ,discovering knew things every know and then and would keep her on her toes.

Cause right now nothing just seems to excite her. Just plain old mundane life...

Same old, same old.

"Bye Sweetie!"

Her mom chimed leaving.

"Take care" She replied.

Her phone rang which she answered without looking. She already knew who would call this early in the morning anyway.

"Good morning Aunt Tilda..."

"Good morning to you too Alvara. Now tell me about this clubbing you did last night. Was it fun sneaking out yes?" Her aunts voice was stern and cold clearly unpleased by her actions in which surprised Alvara greatly as to how her aunt knew about it.

"H-How...did yo-"

"I have my ways." Her aunt said plainly.

"Anywho you better be on your way since I have an important meeting this morning with Mr. Guidecelli and I need you to man the boutique."

"Sure No prob." I was already bored before the day even begun!

She cut the call and I lost my appetite.

"Midnight watch over the house while I'm gone okay!" I yelled to my cat who walked down the stairs and just stared at me like I was being ridiculous as always. Even I think I was ridiculous!

Like how on earth would a cat watch over a house! A dog maybe,but a cat like Midnight who did nothing but snooze by the window beside a pot of peppermint was just near impossible,but it wouldn't hurt to try right? So she kept on saying it before she leaves anyway.

She took a taxi and the moment she arrived her aunt greeted her by grabbing her by the elbow and dragging her to the store. She could hear her sneakers squeak against the pavement as she struggled to keep up with her aunt's long gaits.

She was admittedly short infact she only stood 5'2 while her aunt stood around 5'8 and looked like model despite being in her 40's!

"I have to go. Now be good and make sure to keep that darn dog Rupert away from my store. If he comes by tell him to piss off and threaten to call the cops if he doesn't. I will never sell my shop!" Her aunt disappeared into the very taxi she came with and sped of into the city. Leaving her speechless by the door with the multiple set of keys to the boutique dangling in her hands.

"What's got her in such a hurry?" Shrugging her aunt's strange behavior aside she turned to the door and realized that she had no idea which key to use! "Oh...why do you even have this many keys! You only have one door to the boutique!!!" She couldn't help but groan in frustration as she started to try the keys fumbling around as the noisy chiming only made her feel more irritated.

Until at last! After trying 10 different keys she finally managed to open the door!

And her day went on as always.

First came Ms. Persimmon who came with her Shitzu Fiona who she always wondered if it had legs for it never came out of the bag.

Ms. Persimmon was looking for another hat to wear at another gala which she left to Alice (an employee and the only other person in the Boutique with her) to deal with.

Ms. Persimmon was always well primmed, but also rather odd with her bright Yellow hair which was always placed in a bun on top of her head looking like a lemon ice cream swirl adorned with butterflies and pearls all around.

Then came Sir Herbert who only came by to leave flowers for her aunt. Can you believe that a man in his 30's was so swept by her aunt that despite being turned down multiple times was still so persistent to woe her aunt by bringing flowers of different arrangements with a new letter of love attached every other day!

Then Sir. Percy who bought another set of gloves which I've always wondered what for. The list of customers went on and the same familiar faces came through the door until it was half past noon when my aunt finally came back, with three tall men following behind,one in the same age group as her aunt who carried himself with the same regal manner as her aunt, the other seemed like a bodyguard with the cliche' black suite, dark glasses and earpiece in one ear, and lastly one who seemed to be few years older the me.

Instead of a suite like the older man who I think to be his father, he wore a beige low V-neck sweater which would have definitely shown his collarbone if not for his shoulder length wavy dark hair, the slim fit denims gave away his thin muscular build beneath the baggy top he had. The only formal thing he had on were his shoes and watch which just screamed Luxury to her face.

"Hottie..." Alice was now standing beside her which took her by surprise.

"Shush. New costumer keep it low. You don't want to overwhelm them with your overly bubbly character." I said in a hushed voice as I giggled at her pouted face.

"You're mean."

"Oh you know I was joking."

"I know." Alice then skipped off to who knows where while I ducked behind the cashier desk pretending to rearrange the receipts hoping that my aunt won't call me.

That is until Rupert came.

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