Why Do You Care? (O/O CLOSED!)

"I always do. Gotta keep my muscles toned." She nods and took a bite of cereal, as some movie played.

"So. You quit your job yet?" She asked, just to make sure that everything was in the clear. "We open at 9:00 but only a few early stragglers ever come in. More people arrive at about noon, and then it stays busy rest of the day."

She laughed a bit. "Alright. You got a change of clothes and stuff? I'd go change now."

"Go change in my room." She jutted a thumb back behind her. Her bedroom door was still open, and one could see her cat all laid out on the bed.

In her room, there was a LOT of BDSM stuff hanging on the hooks that dangled off her door, behind her bras and few purses. There was a few lingerie sets in her drawer as well and other kinky things, if anyone were to go looking for them. Whips,paddles, and bondage ropes were what hung on the door. She looked him over as he came out. "Ya look good. Sorta like a hipster though, minus the flannel."

"Vampires are more in blacks, red, and overdramatic. You need a cape. And darker colors." She shrugged. "Oh well. Wanna-be hipster fits your personality better." She got up and cleaned out her bowl, then headed downstairs after turning off the TV, and she began to take down chairs and re-wipe down tables. "Give this place a sweep, would ya?"

"Dunno. Just does." Soon enough 9 rolled around, and she sighed, unlocking the door. After a little while a few men walked in. The day went by normally, until about 1 some guy said. "Happy Birthday Clara." She nearly dropped the tray of beer she was carrying. "We do not bring up my BIRTHDAY in the bar, Jerry. We've discussed this. Drink your beer, and shuddup." "Oh cmon birthday girl. Relaaaaaax." "I said to fuck off."

"Oh no now don't you start Storm." She warned, her face turning into a scowl. "Whoop de doo I'm 26 today, what's the big fucking deal." She rolled her eyes and handed him the tray of beer. "Go serve these over to table 10." She pointed over to a section of tables towards the back, and cleaned up the bar a bit.

"SHUT UP!" She said, glowering at him. "Another word about my birthday and I'll throw you back into the sewer you crawled out of!" Her birthday always brought back dark memories. Jerry came over, and handed her a beer. "Here. Drink. And loosen up." "Jerry I'm not gonna waste 3 years of sobriety on my birthday." "It's not like you're gonna get drunk Claire. Cmoooon." She sighed and took a drink of the bottle of beer, and then she chugged down the rest of it. She had missed the taste of alcohol that's for sure. "There. Now go back to your buddies." He chuckled and walked off, then sat down. "OH! Another basket of wings!" She groaned and headed to the back to go cook them up.

She came out with the wings, served them up, and sighed as she went back behind the bar, humming a bit as she began to clean out some glasses.

"Hm? Good as I can be I guess." She shrugged and kept cleaning. She hadn't been truly good or happy for awhile.

"Sober, as in not drunk. I still enjoy a drink every once in a while. To loosen up. There's a difference." She said with a nod. "I wouldn't give up Bloody Mary's for the world that's for sure." She smiles a bit,and gives a laugh.

(BOINK!)

"Well, I don't get drunk easy one. And two. How I am supposed to buy new alcohol for the bar and such if I don't know if it's good or not, huh?" She asked, smile forming into a smirk. "Riddle me that." She laughed again and walked off. The one lick of alcohol definitely had loosened her up.

She seemed a little more carefree but could still kick ass,which was obvious when a guy hit on her and she punched him in the nose. "I keep TELLING YOU I'm not fucking interested!" She handed the guy a cloth napkin and walked off to go get more drinks,when Evelyn suddenly walked in. Evelyn instantly made her a Sherri Temple and slid it down. "What are ya doin' here Ev?" "It's my Birthday!" "Ah. Where's Evan?" "Getting laid." "Makes sense."

"Oh hey there. How you workin' with the mistress hm? There's trouble brewing in your eyes." She said with a smirk as Clara worked, humming a bit. "Evelyn, turn on some music." Instead a friend of Evelyn's put on the tunes while Evelyn watched you.