Caritas, Thursday

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara was almost cheerful as she started her shift tonight. It was amazing what spending the tail-end of sex-pollen week and the spring break trip with your girlfriend could do for a girl's mood, even if the trip did involve being trapped on a ship surrounded by a number of vaguely terrifying foods and fabrics.

So rather than casting death glares at all the green, she was content to lean back and keep an eye on the bar. Also Tino, in case he decided to try playing with gremlins again.

[Open, no ocd.]