When Khalash left, Eva took off her black jacket and hang it up in the backroom before coming back and taking a place behind the counter. She started sorting out the items much like the last time, keeping the faulty brooch to a side over a stack of books. She attended to the numerous people that came in asking for one thing or the other, struggled to figure out what exactly they wanted and managed to run the shop without creating a tornado in there. It wasn’t until lunch time that Eva finally got a few minutes to rest. Since her stomach was growling so much, she had contacted the nearest restaurant to deliver a bowl of noodles for her. Tapping her finger on the wooden counter, Eva felt very impatient until she heard the ring of the doorbell. She paid the man that delivered her lunch, gave a little extra as tip and placed the still hot bowl down on the counter before taking a seat on the stool behind it.
Scrolling through the messages on her phone, Eva dug through the noodles with her chopsticks before slurping them up. She took a spoonful of the broth every now and then, turning back to the worried messages of her manager. For once, she sat down and replied to him, telling him that she would be back working for him again soon. He reassured him to not worry so much for her and slipped the phone back into her pocket. The bell rang again and Eva quickly got up, pulling the bowl off the counter to place it to a side away from where people could see it.
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