Seen too much (Alastor x OC)

Ch 1

Miss mary :D

The symbol "*" means there is gonna be an explanation about a word in the end

Mary on

1924

I blinked slowly as I wake up from the night before.

The light of the sun peeking from my window, blinding me thanks to the sensibility of my eyes.

I looked at the clock on the wall, 9 am, perfect timing, he must already have gotten on some bar to fuck some whore.

I stood up from my bed, stretching myself a bit to loosen my muscles. My hair was a real mess, I didn't need a mirror to realize that.

I slowly walked towards my door to get all ready since i need to go to work in an hour. I walked through the empty hallway, the silence being my reassurance that he already did went to the bar.

A smile curled up my face, and I entered the bathroom and got myself ready.

I got out of the bathroom completely ready besides the clothing, in which I was still in pajamas.

I got to my room and dressed my uniform, my long baby blue skirt that reached under my knees and a white dress shirt.

I putted some make up and got my bag to start walking to the work.

**

From a far I could see the building in which I work, my fantastic theatre.

I'm the director of the theatre I'm the one who makes the magic be real in that theatre. A lot of men don't enjoy the idea that a woman is the one leading, but fuck them.

As I got closer to the building I noticed that my co-workers were already waiting for me.

I started to walk a little faster to reach them quickly and not leave them waiting.

"Miss Mary, good morning" one of the ladies greet me once I arrive to the building.

"oh there she is!" another woman says, as also the rest of the actors and workers turn to face me and i wave at them with a smile in return.

"good morning to all of you!" I say and I bow slightly with my skirt on my hand.

They all smile at me, even tho others don't like the fact that I'm a woman bossing around, my workers support and love me a lot, well most of them.

I see one of my male actors looking at me, he always looks at me like I am the most ridiculous thing he has ever seen.

That doesn't bother me, it's not like he has disturbed my work, so its not a problem.

I could hear the workers chat about their work behind me, as I opened the door of the building. Their energy lifted my smile a bit as I felt like it would be a good day today.

**

After sometime of training and a lot of writing we were on a break. Most of the workers grab the food that they brought from home and eat it on the stage or on the theatre chairs.

They never got anything dirty so it never was a problem, also because me, myself, eat on the theatre chairs.

Someone had turned on a Radio to listen to some music and some news.

A soft jazz was playing around the room as people ate, some of them were already done and were dancing around.

The sound was soft, the light piano notes and the excited but still gentle saxophone mixed up in a beautiful melody.