Post by mina pandora oliveira on Mar 28, 2017 20:36:33 GMT -7
@emilia & charlie darwin weekly
Another boring day at work. Honestly, that wasn’t new information for Mina. Every day that didn’t have a holiday within a week or wasn’t prior to a school term was practically dead. Speaking of, she probably could have kicked the bucket and nobody would have noticed for at least a week. That was where she was at right now. It had been a solid two days since the last customer had stepped into the bookstore. After the first day, Mina checked to make sure that there wasn’t a closed sign on the front door or if someone was obstructing the entrance. As far as she could tell, Diagon Alley was just really sleepy right now. Not only was that awful for business, but it also didn’t cure her boredom in the slightest. Her sister was probably going to kill her if she went home again tonight complaining that no one came in. Mina didn’t even care if they weren’t there to buy books. She just wanted to talk to someone.
Minutes and hours ticked by, and yet the store was still deadly quiet. Not a soul had dared to enter. Was it her? Were people finally tired of dealing with her? She was starting to think that there was something odd about it. Her boss would have mentioned that it was going to be a quiet week, and yet he didn’t. There was no way to contact him either because he was off in some remote location getting an early edition of a book. She couldn’t recall what it was about, but figured it was important enough for him to leave her in charge again. Sighing, Mina spun around in her chair, as was typical of her on slow days. She stopped abruptly though when she thought she caught a faint chime of a bell. There was no way it was the door. It hadn’t gone off in almost three days at this point. The store closed in an hour too. It wasn’t possible. Peering around a small shelf that was in front of her, she saw the door swing shut on its own. A man was heading off in a direction that was home to the creature books. Mina raised her eyes to see if he needed any assistance but he waved her off. That wasn’t unusual, especially if he knew where he was going. The strange thing was that she didn’t recognize him, so he wasn’t a regular. Oh well, wasn’t her business until he asked her for help. Plus she couldn’t very well leave the register alone to talk to him, in the coincidence that someone else entered the store. At this point, anything seemed possible to her.