yesterday behind me c.

Click! Ahh, another one up! Tea stood back to admire her handy work. The fancy looking advertisement, laced with gold ink around the edges of the text, was neatly stapled to the pole. Of course, she made quite sure that it wasn't in the way of some poor little child's Lost Dog or Cat sign. There seemed to be a lot of them these days... The young woman sighed. She didn't want to even think that those poor souls were claimed by a passing vehicle or taken by a feral animal. Or maybe even became feral themselves. It was too sad. She had a rabbit hutch back at her place, and all her little darlings were safe and sound. The wild animals didn't come where there was the scent of many humans, and if it got too cold she brought them inside. Perhaps I should take one or two of these ads to hang at the inn? Somebody is bound to have seen something... she thought to herself. No, no, no. The children around here knew that if they wanted to hang an advertisement or lost pet sign, all they had to do was come inside and ask. The inn had a huge board for it. One by the entrance and one behind the bar. It didn't seem right to take these ones. Instead of hovering longer, she turned and walked down the street.

Stopping along the way to post more of her ads where legal, Tiena Argall's hands were full of them. The Teacup Inn, Nova Athenis' branch of inns that her family owned all over the world, was having a promotion in a few days. Buy one drink, get two free. Stay three nights, get the next two free... That sort of thing. She found by publicly displaying the ads, people were often to come. She never could get the hang of a computer anyway. Sure, she owned one. Her uncle left her a shiny one when she took over. It was in her room. There were debit machines and ATMs in the inn too, but she was old fashioned. Tea could work a phone perfectly fine, but computers made no sense to her. She really should hire somebody specifically for that.

Actually... she should hire people period. Most of the staff she had were part-timers. The rest left with her uncle, stating that she was "too young and inexperienced" despite her growing up at the inn since she was eight. Despite her learning the ropes with those people. They all quit on her to work in another of the Argall's inns. Well... she wasn't entirely bitter. She couldn't blame them either. It was just a terrible inconvenience.

So Tea put up wanted ads, hoping to attract customers and employees. She was so focused on her task, humming along to a tune in her head, that she tripped over something. It felt like a foot. A leg, maybe. Subconsciously, she wasn't quick enough to move out of the way and got tangled up with somebody else. Nevertheless she fell. Flyers went everywhere. The young woman managed to roll sideways when she fell, bruising her elbow at best and avoiding smacking her head. "O...Oh, goodness. I am so sorry. I apologize profoundly" she spluttered, pushing her short red cape out of the way so she can look up at whoever she bumped into. The sun was in her eyes and she lifted a delicate hand to block it out.