12-22-2018, 12:11 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]She was used to being busy, as her job gave her very little free-time. She was called on for all sorts of things, with never a dull moment at the hospital. There was always some dirty work to be done. But even if she already didn't bat an eye at the bustle of the seasons, her mind was focused on other things. She would be lucky enough if she could even afford a gift. It wasn't that her job didn't pay well, but there had been some cuts lately, and it was as if other expenses weren't enough. She and her brother had to pay for the arrangements after their other sibling's death, which had sucked up a lot of her money recently. It was as if the emotional toll hadn't been enough.
But she kept all this to herself. Not even some of her closest co-workers knew about her recent struggles with money and family, the other women chatting and laughing normally across the table, while she sat quietly and watched them. They had noticed earlier, faces contorted with concern as they asked if she was alright, to which she responded by simply waving them off. She didn't want to dampen the mood, especially with the bright lights outside seeming to taunt her with their liveliness.
Cosette bid them goodbyes as they left, their hugs giving her slight comfort, as if they were silently consoling her despite not even knowing. Once they were away and out of sight, she went to rummaging around in her purse, digging out her wallet. Receipts and pictures were shoved inside, the blonde silently counting her cash, mouthing the numbers to herself under her breath, wanting to see if she could get a gift or two while she was out.
//is this too depressing? prolly.
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But she kept all this to herself. Not even some of her closest co-workers knew about her recent struggles with money and family, the other women chatting and laughing normally across the table, while she sat quietly and watched them. They had noticed earlier, faces contorted with concern as they asked if she was alright, to which she responded by simply waving them off. She didn't want to dampen the mood, especially with the bright lights outside seeming to taunt her with their liveliness.
Cosette bid them goodbyes as they left, their hugs giving her slight comfort, as if they were silently consoling her despite not even knowing. Once they were away and out of sight, she went to rummaging around in her purse, digging out her wallet. Receipts and pictures were shoved inside, the blonde silently counting her cash, mouthing the numbers to herself under her breath, wanting to see if she could get a gift or two while she was out.
//is this too depressing? prolly.
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