tried to fight the creeping sense of dread with temporal things
You take a quiet pride in your artwork, though to be honest you've been doing it half to avoid any other labor. It's all worth it to see the delight on Raz's face, though, and you flash her a less-and-less-rare grin as she looks over the rods, saying nothing because you guys are well past the point where shit needs to be said.
Then it's back to the grindstone, as it were. It should come as no surprise that you're tasked with setting out furniture; with the sheer amount of time you've spent in this bar, you know where shit goes better than anyone save Raza herself. Being careful not to scratch up the new floor, you drag tables and chairs into place, creating a cozy atmosphere with plenty of little nooks and crannies where business can take place.
Then it's back to the grindstone, as it were. It should come as no surprise that you're tasked with setting out furniture; with the sheer amount of time you've spent in this bar, you know where shit goes better than anyone save Raza herself. Being careful not to scratch up the new floor, you drag tables and chairs into place, creating a cozy atmosphere with plenty of little nooks and crannies where business can take place.
ZEPHYR
