Maria | OTA

[st_rongliketeflon]

Maria was agitated. Someone had ordered a sundae and she was making it, but there was no finesse to it. When she delivered the sundae, she slammed it on the table and walked away. Maria was supremely unhappy with what was going on at the inn lately and she knew her best friend was once again in the middle of it all. Can't Liz have a break for once? God!

She stopped by an empty table and uncorked a small vial of essential oil. She sniffed the lavender and tried to calm down. While the lavender smelled nice, it wasn't doing anything for her nerves. Someone from another table politely called out "excuse me" and Maria snapped.

"Go get your own food!" She said exasperatedly.

Maria walked over to the serving counter and began to angrily fill the sugar dispensers.

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[st_makemeastone]

“Has the sugar angered you?” She knew it hadn’t, of course. But sometimes people didn’t like it when you read their minds, even if you couldn’t help it.

Not helping it had been harder lately, or people were louder, she didn’t know. So River had been a bit of a hermit lately, not coping very well, but even if Maria may have only seen her in passing River knew who she was.