Krisberrii
A lone figure stood on the beach, staring out over the vast ocean in front of her. Her hair was the only bright thing in sight amongst the blues and whites of the sand and water, bright red and wildly curly. It spilled around her bare shoulders and trailed down to her hips like a curtain. She was completely relaxed and at ease, standing there, hands resting loosely at her sides while a small smile played on her bow-shaped lips. It had been a rough past couple of months, when she and her twin brother and sister had come across this place and decided to buy and renovate it. The three of them had thrown themselves into it, making it their own project for the next several weeks. It had been shabby and in severe disrepair, but now it was beautiful, the perfect place for someone to spend their evening.
The redheaded fae turned and gazed at the building several yards away, still smiling. The lights shone out on the sands that she stood in, glowing yellow and silver in the rising moonlight. The main door of the tavern was open, though the screen door was shut to keep any unwanted bugs out. Ruairi and Aidan had already gone to sleep for the night, leaving her to tend the bar herself- she always was more of a night person than her older brother and sister. They had no employees at the moment, nor customers, but Saorla flitted back inside anyways, slipping into the high heels she'd left on the wooden deck before she'd stepped into the sand earlier.
The bar- and everything else, for that matter- was immaculate. Her twins always teased her about being such an absolute neat freak, but what was wrong with wanting things to be spotless? She laughed under her breath, moving throughout the kitchen while she prepared herself a mug of raspberry tea- her favorite! The fruity scent filtered throughout the building, mixing with the natural salt and sand smell that permeated this place. Once it was finished, Saorla carried it in both hands on the deck, where she leaned against the railing and sipping from it lightly, staring back out at the ocean.
The redheaded fae turned and gazed at the building several yards away, still smiling. The lights shone out on the sands that she stood in, glowing yellow and silver in the rising moonlight. The main door of the tavern was open, though the screen door was shut to keep any unwanted bugs out. Ruairi and Aidan had already gone to sleep for the night, leaving her to tend the bar herself- she always was more of a night person than her older brother and sister. They had no employees at the moment, nor customers, but Saorla flitted back inside anyways, slipping into the high heels she'd left on the wooden deck before she'd stepped into the sand earlier.
The bar- and everything else, for that matter- was immaculate. Her twins always teased her about being such an absolute neat freak, but what was wrong with wanting things to be spotless? She laughed under her breath, moving throughout the kitchen while she prepared herself a mug of raspberry tea- her favorite! The fruity scent filtered throughout the building, mixing with the natural salt and sand smell that permeated this place. Once it was finished, Saorla carried it in both hands on the deck, where she leaned against the railing and sipping from it lightly, staring back out at the ocean.
