YOO SHIAH
Yooah just got out of RBW's building after auditioning. The panel looked infatuated with her talents and she's expecting good news later on. Her phone rang in her pocket and she pulled it out. It was her mother calling her.
"Yooah-yah. Is your audition done?" she asked.
"Yes, omma. Why?"
"The cashier called in sick, would you mind manning the counter today? Deliveries are arriving today and your father and I need to inventory the stocks arriving."
Although Yooah wanted to hang out with her friends after the audition, she had no choice but to help with their furniture store.
"Sure, omma. I'll ride a cab to go there immediately." She ended the call and put her phone in her pocket once more.
The furniture store was a hand me down from her mother's parents. When they decided to retire, they gave it to her mother to manage since she was their only child. It was a good thing that her mother was always involved in the business even in her teenage years, when she was given the shop, she didn't have a hard time adjusting.
Now, her mother was doing the same to Yooah. Having her help around the shop every now and then. Especially during school breaks. Yooah didn't enjoy school breaks like her classmates did. She was always either behind the counter, or she was memorizing stock codes and inventory. She wanted to complain but there was no other person to rely on but her, because she too, was an only child.
She immediately flagged down a cab and told the address to the store. Once she arrived, she paid the cab and got off.
"Omma." She called out to her mother who already had a few clipboards in her arms, a pen stuck behind her ear, and a calculator on her left hand.
"Yooah." She smiled immediately when she saw her daughter. Yooah came up to her and planted a kiss on her mother's cheeks. "The other cashier is already here. You can man counter 2."
Yooah nodded. "I'll just change into workclothes, omma."
She went straight to the private quarters that was solely used by their family to change into her work attire. Even though they were the owners of the shop, her mother didn't want to display the hierarchy inside the store, so all of them wore uniforms when they work. She changed into the dull beige button down shirt, tied her hair up in one ponytail, and checked her makeup in the mirror. She applied a bit of lip tint and went out of the quarters.
She greets the other cashier before she stood behind counter 2.
She sighed deeply and plastered on her polite smile as customers went inside the store. This is going to be a long day.
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