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Kristi Taylor & Hayden

and June

I knew it. "Kristi... You.." Hayden sighed.
"Sorry" Kristi replied, she meant it but Hayden did need to deal with situations like this sooner or later.
"Th-thanks, Solaris.. Th-that means a lot." He rested his head on the table to hide his face.
"I.. I'm sorry.. This is stupid." He was relieved to know that at least one person didn't seem to find him too... weird.
"Please, just don't tell everyone." He didn't want this to become any sort of gossip.

It had been a grueling day, but Solaris finally got her job done. Stashing all her things into her bag, the violinist inspected her look one last time before leaving the workers' area. Waving all her fellow workers goodbye with a tired smile, she left the building. Now she couldn't wait to see her two new neighbors.

- Exit -

Tyrese liked working the early shifts for several reasons: he could help prep the kitchen, he could spend the first two hours working on his next manuscript, and no one checked in or out unless they were morning birds. He thought even to take the graveyard shift, but that was solely because he'd be back in bed at 1 AM, with Aubrey. He really drove himself to go to work because he needed the separation from her, so changing it again to be with her at the peak of the morning was unacceptable. The man's feelings just weren't slowing down enough, especially when they had so much fun together. Yesterday had been utterly mind blowing, he'd probably kept her up way too long just trying again and again to describe what that experience was. She'd bragged correctly, he'd been in a new world- mentally, physically. Underwater was amazing, and he felt maybe he'd urge her to take him again before too much time had passed. As a result, today was one overwhelmed with inspiration to write; the wolf was typing away for those first two hours without the briefest pause between taps on his keyboard. Even as sunrise neared and he began to get more people flowing through the lobby, the owner's mind was on writing.

He wasn't just distracted with the imagery of the underwater sanctuary. He'd been feeling especially strong physical cravings for the brunette as well. With dreams like the one that passed behind his eyelids, the man was forced to monitor his thoughts entirely strictly. And, as a precaution, he'd probably switch to sleeping on the couch, at least for a while. Since he'd already been up until midnight, when he did wake from his dream it was time to leave anyways- else he would have moved to the couch right then. Shaking his head to himself, the wolf welcomed the desk clerk in time for their shift and stepped out of the employee exit to have a cigarette. He could watch the sunrise over the water and text to make sure Sela would be with him after school today. More than likely she would, which meant he'd need to help with homework and make sure he preplanned his lunch and dinner arrangements.

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『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』

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"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
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Tyrese had met plenty of feathered flyers before, tilting his head up and shading his eyes as his keen hearing picked up on the sound of flapping wings. But louder than say, a pigeon flying by. Before long his chef showed herself, the wolf putting out his cigarette as she folded her wings away. "Good morning, Solaris." He greeted, leaning off the wall and holding the door for her- he was standing right beside it, afterall. He usually worked in the kitchen and dinning room, but since he called in yesterday he'd instead be in the office filling paperwork that he'd usually have done a day prior. Tilting his ear back into his phone call, he was able to hang up with Lillian a few seconds later. If the man wasn't so against having a nanny, the figure would actually be an excellent help. If he had Sela at night, it was a pain to leave work to take her to school. Maybe changing his shift again really was for more reasons than being with the brunette, and if he wanted to, he could still come in again later in the day to check on things.

The wolf really didn't want his kid with a nanny. He also had come across the thought multiple times that the three year old couldn't sleep on an air mattress in Aubrey's living room whenever she stayed over either. This was...complicated, he thought. Aubrey was doing well enough now that he could technically go back to his own home. That would certainly make things easier, but- He just didn't want to. The author sighed. Wanting and needing were two different things. Maybe a talk with Aubrey would settle what arrangements worked best for all three of them. He didn't feel the need to make the brunette be the one to get Sela to school while he was at work, or even just be up to walk the younger wolf to the school bus. More than likely, it was time for the father to move back out. Such would depend on whether Aubrey felt ready for that, part of him felt as if an empty house might impact her in some way.

But enough with those thoughts. Stuffing his phone in his pocket, Tyrese pushed off the wall and headed back inside. His shift would be over in a couple more hours and he still had work left to do.

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『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』

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"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
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Tyrese sat in his office, the door left ajar so anyone needing him could enter. They could also page him through the wakies everyone was given when employed, but this was a b & b, not much was going to happen unless they needed the extra hands somewhere. Unlocking his file drawer, the wolf acquired his budget sheet and sat it within view while he checked the log hours for each of his employees. Why had his manager not shown up yet? Ugh. It's never enough to simply review a resume anymore. He swore he needed to start actual, in person, interviews. Hell, he'd hire on the spot if he was confident he'd be seeing the smiling face even once. He put out an opening for a damn manager because he needed someone to help run the place while he delt with all the family emergencies he'd been having. Sighing in frustration, the owner pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. Whatever, gotta do it yourself if you want it done right, as they say.

Closing the document for his manager, the wolf went through who else he'd hired lately. There were still open positions he need filled, which would make running the business difficult once the warm weather came in and the tourists with it. His senior staff would handle it just fine, though more than likely he'd need to be more hands on and here more often. Finishing with his logs, the wolf turned to grabbing the restock papers to fill out once he was done printing the menu for next month. The chefs would have to start learning the new recipes now, so they could be ready then. Snapping up the paper once it printed, the wolf added it to the papers in his clipboard and made his way to each station. He stared with his desk clerk, writing in a few office supplies, then went to his maid and wrote down new shipments of soaps, face towels, and shampoos. Next was the kitchen and dining, to which he walked and looked around for a free staff member. "Solaris, do you guys have the restock sheet filled out yet?" He asked, approaching the raven haired female once she came out from the back.

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『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』

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"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
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Tyrese cringed slightly as the female turned and left, a small frown meeting his lips for a few seconds. He didn't think he liked that at all, even as someone who saw himself in a perfessional light most of the time. Shaking his head, he checked his wrist watch and waited patiently. It might still be a little too early for the brunette to be awake, judging by the time he'd read. Hopefully by the time he took his break he could call and check on her. This was one of those days where she didn't have anyone to watch her while he was gone, not that he wouldn't be thinking about her even if there was. Lowering his arm as Solaris returned, the author nodded his thanks and pinned the paperwork on his clip board with his other material. Lifting it from the bottom page, he simply flipped the rest downward to make sure it was all written in. He'd check it more thoroughly later.

For now, he handed her the new menu, the recipes of which they'd get in an email later."Hang that on the bulletin board for me, please. And it's just Tyrese, sir makes me sound like I'm old or something." He chuckled. He also hated Mr. Havens. Being in his early twenties still, all of that just left a bad taste in his mouth. "Page me if things get busy, alight?" Waving goodbye, he turned on his heel and went to check the supply on dishes. Something got broken everyday, it seemed, and this was just another one of those surprises the owner hadn't thought of before opening a business. So many tiny details that could overwhelm, it was only a good thing he liked the tiny details.

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『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』

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Out Of Chamomile: please don't assume what my character is doing sweatdrop Also, she wouldn't know about his book either XD That's on the down low. Shhshh

"No need to apologize, it's just a personal preference." Tyrese remarked, signifying his departure with a small wave over his shoulder. He wasn't going to stay and mircomanage the kitchen (at least not today) Solaris and the other staff could handle themselves. Or if they could t, he wouldn't know until he left him alone for once. But considering the weeks they'd been so played, one of which while he wasn't even here to watch them, nothing had gone catastrophically wrong. The owner could lend them some trust if only for that. Besides, there were other duties he needed to fulfill if he wanted to keep his business running. He was going to finish up this, then take his break. And before his shift was over he'd do and little landscaping and head out to finish his day.

By the time he was done collecting all the restock information, reviewing it and putting the orders in, an hour had passed. The wolf clocked out for his break and contemplated on lunch. While his appetite had yet to level out since three or four months ago, he was determined to make sure something got in his stomach today. He shouldn't be in the gym without eating properly, and if he dropped anymore weight he'd be down a total of three clothing sizes from not eating and being stressed. No thank you. He wasn't going to throw out his whole wardrobe, he in fact was planning to gain his weight back. What could he have for lunch, then. The wolf thoughtfully nibbled his lip, letting himself out of his office and walking further into town where the restaurants were.

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『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』

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"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
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