Holly Amber White.
The girl lifts her head as the bell dings, and she gives the girl entering a little smile. While she does this, the hot chocolate she's drinking spills..and runs over the counter. She curses mentally and pushes her chair back so it wouldn't get on her clothes and most likely burn her. The brown liquid drips onto the hardwood floor, and Blu begins to lap it up. Holly scolds him as she runs to get napkins. "Blu, no! Don't drink that!" She jogs back to the table, a mountain-load of napkins in her hand. She mops up the mess she made with the hot chocolate, sighing softly. At least she wouldn't have the clean the ground.
After the napkins are all thrown away, she slides the mug across the counter to the cashier who smirks at her and hands it to some guy who disappears behind a door. Holly pulls the finger-covering-part of her gloves back on to cover her fingers and she heads back to her chair. She pulls on the sweater then her faux fur jacket.
The girl lifts her head as the bell dings, and she gives the girl entering a little smile. While she does this, the hot chocolate she's drinking spills..and runs over the counter. She curses mentally and pushes her chair back so it wouldn't get on her clothes and most likely burn her. The brown liquid drips onto the hardwood floor, and Blu begins to lap it up. Holly scolds him as she runs to get napkins. "Blu, no! Don't drink that!" She jogs back to the table, a mountain-load of napkins in her hand. She mops up the mess she made with the hot chocolate, sighing softly. At least she wouldn't have the clean the ground.
After the napkins are all thrown away, she slides the mug across the counter to the cashier who smirks at her and hands it to some guy who disappears behind a door. Holly pulls the finger-covering-part of her gloves back on to cover her fingers and she heads back to her chair. She pulls on the sweater then her faux fur jacket.


















