Once Upon a Disaster [Rufina & Akiva]

It was around four pm in the afternoon and it would take about a few more minutes, maybe half an hour before any more interesting customers would come. Akiva was leaning on his left elbow holding up a glass against the light of the lamps to see if it was spotless. He had to do something to earn his incoming, in a more pleasant way than before or well, a more civil way was probably how you would call it. He put the glass down and if you looked a little further on the bar you would see sixteen more. Yes, the red head was truly bored. There were about three customers or well three tables, no one sat at the bar, two were in a heavy discussion that he basically tried to ignore, but eavesdropping was easy when people spoke loudly, the other two tables were single people. One reading the paper and one typing on a tablet. Akiva simply did not find them interesting enough, neither the couple but he had a reputation to keep up even if Delta wasn’t there to smack him for looking lazy. He should not lean on the bar surface with his elbow.

He took up another glass, went to stand up straight and mutter against himself that he had expected it to be more fun. Now he had no need to clean the glasses, they were not even dirty but fingerprints and water spots were easy to miss and it gave him something to do. Next on his to-do list was figuring out the coffee machine so the people in the kitchen wouldn’t have to stay busy doing so, he could do it himself. The charmer obviously did not mind to do something, he liked to work, keep his hands busy and not focus on the bad memories that he tried to drown out. Tokyo was his Phuket. But to be able to stay here and enjoy all the festivities and the people around, he needed a steady income. Another sigh, albeit he tried to make sure no one would hear it. He finished the eighteenth glass and turned his back to the door to try and put them all back where they belonged. He could not wait for customers to show up.