"Shit, I can't drive like this…"
While she would never admit it, Brooke has driven herself home after getting some alcohol in her a few times, but she knew at what point too much was too much. She considered calling an Uber but decided against it, still not wanting to get home quite yet. With nothing else to do she decided to take a stroll around the late night block. While the town wasn't the smallest and it could still be dangerous from time to time, she felt safe enough walking these familiar pathways.
Grabbing her bear essentials and locking the rest in her car, the plump blond walked with a wobbly stride down the street, taking in the night's atmosphere and letting the cool breeze prickle her skin. She had no particular destination in mind, just following the street and making turns at random as her thoughts were somewhat scattered, though the thought of Mikayla getting bigger would still resurface here and there, always picking at her mind in one small way or another.
Despite her unsteady mindset Brooke still paid attention to where she went so she could navigate her way back, so she was aware enough that while passing a power pole she stopped, noticing a flyer of some interest. Giving it a closer look, it read:
"Workers needed! Carter's Catering is looking for several positions immediately, no prior experience required! We provide on the job training and can accommodate any employee needs! If you think you want to work in a friendly and welcoming environment then call the number below on one of the tags! $23.00 an hour and up depending on position."
Brooke had only stopped to read the flyer out of mild curiosity but was almost floored by that start out pay! While she's come to match that and then some over her years working at the office, she'd only started at $16.00 an hour herself. Who were these people that they could and were willing to start off a newbie on 23?
While she had no reason to consider the job now herself, she thought it might be a good idea to bring the number to Mikayla. Sure, she works at the Bean Machine, but that barley pays above minimum. With this she might not run through all her money so fast and actually save some.
"As if the little snot would ever not blow it all on stupid shit…"
Still, it was worth a shot, plus it wouldn't hurt that it could put Mikayla place surrounded by even more decadent food than her current one...
She grabbed a tab and stuffed it into a pocket before shuffling off again. How long it had been since she'd started walking was lost on the woman but she was starting to feel a bit more level on her feet, hopefully by the time she got back to her car she'd feel confident enough to drive. Rounding another corner she began to smell something. Something really good, the further she walked the better it smelt. Following her nose like a bloodhound she soon found herself in front of a decently sized restaurant squeezed between a loan shop and a building up for rent.
"Cassy's? Never seen them around, they must be new."
She was proven right when she looked at the little eatery’s windows. A poster was plastered there proudly proclaiming that it was their grand opening today! Or at least it was earlier that day, from their hours sheet they would be open for another hour, yet it seemed deader than death itself inside, one woman milling about behind the front counter. Regardless, that amazing smell still pierced the air of this small strip of town, the smell of a fine savory dish cooked to perfection and it was so damned tempting for Brooke to walk in. Her better judgment told that she shouldn’t, that she had already eaten at the bar and that it was getting late, but while she was one to normally listen that tiny voice it was hard to ignore the other one that loved the idea of having a whole restaurant to herself with what might well be a really good meal!
And then a third voice, one that sounded all too much like her bratty sister, reminded her why she was even out and about to begin with, that if Mikayla found out she had eaten at two different places it would be more fuel for the fire. Whatever semblance of a good mood that the round Wider had been building burst like a balloon, cursing under her breath.
“Damnit…”
Still, it got her to take stock of herself now that her mind wasn’t idling through random thoughts. She felt pretty fine, emotions notwithstanding, and was confident enough she could get behind a wheel, at least by her own estimation. Despite this she stood there, unsure of what she wanted to do. While it might end up being another reason for Mikayla to insult her getting another hour out of the night by spending it at Cassy’s sounded appealing, but it was already getting late as it was, it might be best if she just went ahead and went home. After some contemplation she-
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