Angelina was busy pouring a drink for one of the regulars when the light tug on her arm drew attention way. Hazels took in the flustered look of her bouncer, Craig. ”Aight.” She had a lot to thank Craig for, Jason too, if it hadn’t been for either of them she’d have closed the doors and shop long ago. It wasn’t like the club made a lot of money, most days she was lucky to break even. She’d never taken over the club for the cash flow, it’d just been easier then paying the tab when the crew and friends came in, especially after the hospital had been shut down and the clinic moved out of town. The café stood, an abandoned circus, and the adult themed club that was run by Zeth’s son now…other than that if was Club Alien.
Wiping down the counter and refilling another drink order, Angelina heard the phone on the wall ringing. Looking to make sure everyone was okay, there was only the one rowdy group of college guys on Spring Break and a sprinkle of regulars. Assured she’d not miss anything for a few seconds the phone was grabbed off the wall as she headed back towards the office with the wireless. ”Hello, Angelina speaking.” A pause as whoever was on the phone stated who they were and why they were calling. ”Desiree! I’m so glad to hear from you, classes going okay? You’re coming back for the summer, is everything okay?” Another pause as Angelina listened leaning against the office door as her nearly seventeen year old daughter told her how boarding school was going and her plans for the next month before coming home for the summer. Seems everything was okay, but Angelina had a feeling there was a boy involved in this phone call. ”You know you’re always welcome here honey. I’ll make sure to meet you at the airport next month or have one of the guys from the club get you.”
Another few minutes of the back and forth and Angelina bid farewell. She was glad to hear from Desiree, it was true they talked weekly, sometimes nightly…but school had been keeping her busy and work had picked up despite the lack of tourists the city once possessed. Heading back towards the bar stopping when she heard Craig’s voice…was he talking to someone in the alley?
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Angelina Uris
An Angel In Waiting
Club Alien Owner
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Waiting on an angel.
One to carry me home.
Hope you come to see me soon,
cause I don't want to go alone,
I don't want to go alone.
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