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Swaying her hips from side to side to the music, it was a normal day at the salon for Anita. The brunette was just cashing out one of her last clients of the day. It was 3 pm, and the young girl was tired. Each morning she would wake up at 6, walk her dog, get ready for work, and work in the same envoirnment for the past year. Of course she loved it, but spa managment wasn't her major in Juliard. The Croatain backgrounded girl would've prefered something on Broadway, but there was nothing, even owning her dance studio would've made her life easier. But her parents would've forbayed that, yet they let her own her spa. The witch shook out of her gaze when her last client gave her the cash for her spa treatment. There were too many things on her mind at once.
She locked the door, and walked for a block, hoping that there was something that she would end up doing on a boring Friday afternoon. Anita didn't really go out much because she was so stressed out with her job, when she did it was mostly to the clubs so she could finally dance and let loose of what's inside. Her brown eyes caught a glimpse of a cool pub, not usually her forte but something was dragging her towards it. She walked as fast as her pumps would let her, each step getting faster and closer than the other. She opened the wide door and slipped her petite body through the frame. It was busy, talkative, something that she would like. A smile spread across her face as she walked over to the bar, finally a place that she would really like. The brunette ordered herself a beer, not too sure if it was magical or not. She didn't want to embarress herself on her first visit. Her chocolate brown eyes wandered the room, looking for someone interesting, intruiging. Anita hadn't had a boyfriend in 3 years, ever since Michael she hadn't dared to go with another guy, but finally it was time, time to let go and be with someone. Her eyes met with a handsome man. Anita blushed and looked back at the bar, pretending she hadn't looked. " Oh boy.. I made a fool out of myself." She mentally yelled at herself.
She locked the door, and walked for a block, hoping that there was something that she would end up doing on a boring Friday afternoon. Anita didn't really go out much because she was so stressed out with her job, when she did it was mostly to the clubs so she could finally dance and let loose of what's inside. Her brown eyes caught a glimpse of a cool pub, not usually her forte but something was dragging her towards it. She walked as fast as her pumps would let her, each step getting faster and closer than the other. She opened the wide door and slipped her petite body through the frame. It was busy, talkative, something that she would like. A smile spread across her face as she walked over to the bar, finally a place that she would really like. The brunette ordered herself a beer, not too sure if it was magical or not. She didn't want to embarress herself on her first visit. Her chocolate brown eyes wandered the room, looking for someone interesting, intruiging. Anita hadn't had a boyfriend in 3 years, ever since Michael she hadn't dared to go with another guy, but finally it was time, time to let go and be with someone. Her eyes met with a handsome man. Anita blushed and looked back at the bar, pretending she hadn't looked. " Oh boy.. I made a fool out of myself." She mentally yelled at herself.