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Post by abbynieman on Aug 21, 2012 17:12:17 GMT -8
Abby sighed. Throughout her shift today, hardly anything had happened. Cider had finally arrived, and she needed to get around to riding him. If the arena lights are on, than when I get home tonight... The brunette slumped in the booth as her phone buzzed. It wasn't worth answering at work. Abby couldn't carry a solid conversation here. Looking around, the female noticed only a couple of customers were in the restaurant.
"No wonder..." Abby said. She flattened her apron, filled with pens, note pads, and tips. The brunette never counted her money till she was off for the day, sitting in her dorm, peace in the air. Just where she wanted to be now, actually.
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Post by kane on Aug 23, 2012 7:59:03 GMT -8
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YOU CAN BE MY the weather was slowly turning for the worst. winter was just around the corner and the feeling was depressing. she had just gotten to hollow aspen and snow was going to start to fly soon. the temperatures had cooled off desperately, to the point of having to wear a light jack in the morning and nights. shorts were really in mind at all anymore and she was beginning to unpack all her winter clothing. the only thing that didn't make ivy feel horrible about winter coming, was being able to not worry about getting up at an unreasonable hour to go ride roo before the heat of the day came.
overall, today had been successful. she had rode roo alone on the outdoor arena at about ten o'clock in the morning. there was no rush, he hadn't gotten super worked up and he was beginning to relax and feel more comfortable in his new home. they had done half a hour of longing and ground work, simply to change it up, some freestyle jumping and then tacked him up in his english gear and worked mostly on the flat work. working on leg yeilds, bending of the ribcage, collecting and then by the end of their two hour work out, she finished with taking him over a couple of jumps. after cooling him out and putting him in pasture, she said her goodbyes and carried on with her day. she went to the local tack store to grab some odds and ends for the next show season, as well as a new winter blanket since she had forgotten her other one at home. then she had a little extra money so she went to the mall to grab some jeans and a couple of winter sweaters and shirts. now to finish up the day with a good dinner - one that she didn't need to cook.
victoria was still too big for ivy to remember where everything was, so her first instinct was to eat at the first restraunt that she found. that happened to be the dolce vita. she wasn't sure how expensive it would be, but her mother had wired some money into her bank account for reasons like this. all her mother didn't know was she wasn't on a date. her lightly tanned hands pushed the door open and she stood, waiting for service to be seated at a table. she wore nothing fancy, and when she walked in, she stood out. she work her well broke in cowboy boots, a pair of dirty riding jeans and a soft shell 'cinch' jacket. her cowboy hat was still worn on her blond hair that was braided to one side. the spurs echoed in the quiet athmosphere and she felt awkward for sure. thankfully, there wasn't a lot of people in for the day. ### WORDS WORDS WORDS
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Post by abbynieman on Aug 24, 2012 6:05:59 GMT -8
Abby looked towards the doorway when the bell jingled. At first, her eyes didn't quiet distinguish the female standing at the door. Abby stood up, and walked towards the podium, grabbing a basic red menu, her spurs jingling with every step. Looking at the girl with a smile, Abby noticed there [url=http://www.polyvore.com/rockin_waitress/setSTAFF POSITIONS id=57153818#stream_box]style
[/url] was pretty similar. Spurs, cowboy hat, boots. The brunette stopped looking over the customer, and kept the welcoming grin on her face. "Hello there, welcome to Dolce Vita." Abby said once the two were at the booth. "I'm Abby, and I'll be your waitress today." She kept her smile, and set the Menu down on her table. "Is there anything you'd like to drink STAFF POSITIONS " Abby chuckled a little at the amusement she was bringing to herself. She sounded like an actress, who had memorized her lines repeatedly, studying word for word until it was perfectly right. True, the feminine creature had looked over what was best, but for every customer it varied in perkiness, longevity, and any other extras she might say to make it more interesting. Abby grabbed the extra set of silverware set at the two-person table. She wrapped it up in the napkin and set off to the back, where fellow workers occasionally wrapped silverware, in bulks, of course. "Got customers out there Abby STAFF POSITIONS " He asked her, sitting in one of the chairs in the lounge. Apparently, it's been slow for him, too. "Yeah, got one out there right now, givin' her time for ordering!" Abby laughed, and set the silverware down in the sink. She sped back out there, and pulled out her notepad. "Are you ready, miss STAFF POSITIONS " The girl seemed older than Abby, with a more mature stature. With a grin, Abby searched her apron to find a pen, before pulling out her favorite purple one with a rainbow frizzy ball on top. One of the things she packed before coming to Hollow Aspen, it was her favorite. Pushing her weight onto one foot, and cocking the other, Abby twirled the pen around, writing neatly- " Drink -
Meal - " Glancing at the girl, she said softly, "Let's start with a Drink. We have Dr. Pepper, Diet Coke, Regular Coke, Mountain Dew, Orange Cream, Shirley Temples, Water ,Iced Tea, Lemonade...a lot more, if you'd like to know of any. Or just ask me if we have 'em." Words-422 WOW. How the hell did I get this muse STAFF POSITIONS ! STAFF POSITIONS ! Muse- Higher than Norm. Outfit : www.polyvore.com/rockin_waitress/setSTAFF POSITIONS id=57153818#stream_box Notes. YAY They should be friends lol! [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/justify][/color] |
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Post by kane on Aug 29, 2012 7:39:25 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:5px; padding-top:5px; padding-right:5px; padding-bottom:5px; background-color: #575757; border-radius: 100px 0px 100px 0px;] IVY BRANDT "Your seat is a verb, and your reins are adjectives to add beauty and shape." a small smile tugged at her features as she looked around the large dining hall. taking a deep breath she watched as a young waitress approached her. she wasn't at ll dressed for what she did, but ivy shrugged it off. ivy quietly fallowed the female as she guided the petite blonde to a certain table. sitting down quietly, ivy awaited her menu, which came very quickly. "I'm Abby, and I'll be your waitress today." the young girl eagerly introduced herself and cut to chase, asking what she would like to have for a drink. "Let's start with a Drink. We have Dr. Pepper, Diet Coke, Regular Coke, Mountain Dew, Orange Cream, Shirley Temples, Water ,Iced Tea, Lemonade...a lot more, if you'd like to know of any. Or just ask me if we have 'em." ivy glanced at the empty tables, taking in consideration on what she'd like. { i'll take a coke please and could i just get a poutineSTAFF POSITIONS small preferably. } she said lightly as she unzipped her coat, taking it off to place behind her chair. the waitress had spun around and walked back to the cook, assuming, so ivy pulled out her iphone. she opened the app for horses for sale in bc. she scanned through the list quietly, nothing really catching her eye. it was something that simply killed time. her mind drifted to the man she met who had the large stallion that she met earlier in the week. his positive attitude toward life ad addictive, and at such a quiet restraunt with no life in it, she wished that he was her company. he had plenty of good advice, and he was the type that was very handy to have around. Tags: abby neiman | Words: idk | Credit: [url=http://z10.invisionfree.com/CAUTIONTOTHEWIND/index.php STAFF POSITIONS showuser=47906]156zcm |
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