++this is a cross post of my ao3 fanfic++
After her divorce, Carol lives alone in a big house in a suburban area that once belonged to her husband and herself. Since then, she spends most of her time in the office of her bar that she and her best fr...
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Friday:
Riiing. Riiing. Riiing.
The sound of her phone brings her back to the actual world. She spent the last 10 minutes daydreaming. Usually, it's about places abroad—Far away from here, mostly because she would need a break from her life and a restart. Wouldn't it be nice to wake up feeling a warm breeze around your body and the ocean's smell? Unfortunately, now it's not the time to think about some time off.
The last couple of months were exhausting for her. She and her best friend Abby opened up a bar called "Caby's" together. It's an extraordinary place: It has a dark wooden floor, a wide-open bar with leather stools, dim lights, and seatings opening directly to the outdoor space where there's an open fireplace—A perfect place to have drinks with your friends or even alone if you need a space to relax.
They spent long days preparing all details for their opening. Everything needs to be perfect. Carol and Abby put a lot of capital into their business to make it as successful as possible. It was worth it because "Caby's" got a reputation for their extravagant and incredible parties just in a couple of months. To keep a high level, Carol spends most of her time in the office. At least, that's the reason she's telling herself.
The blonde enjoys her job and the co-ownership with her friend. But life wasn't always easy. Her parents wished a different path for her, yet she chose her own. They wanted her to inherit their family business "Aird Inc." but she had no desire to do so. When she finished university, she got access to her trust fund, which she used for "Caby's". Her divorce from Harge was the last straw for her parents to ignore her ever since. She doesn't care much about their opinion anymore, but sometimes it would have been nice to hear from them.
The rejection from her parents is only one reason she always throws herself into work. The other one is that she prefers it much more than sitting at home alone every night.
Riiing. Riiing. Riiing.
She blinks on her phone and rolls her eyes, "What is?" she answers.
"Hello to you too, Carol. What sunshine you are!" Abby retorts in a sarcastic tone.
Carol sighs, "I'm sorry, but compared to YOU, I'm still working. On OUR business!"
"Uhm... it's Friday evening, sweety. I believe you can use a break now and then. Or sleep, or food, or...," Abby trailers off.
"I think I sleep and eat enough. Thank you for your concern. Is that the reason you called me? To check on me? AGAIN?" her friend huffs, slightly annoyed.
