As if time had perhaps skipped a beat like her anxious heart or... a chord of reversal had been plucked, she immediately panicked and wondered if this is what short term memory loss felt like. Even if she hadn't quite had her fill of watching the soda and soup drenched girl wallowing in her comeuppance, she turned and felt like....<i>Huh! Could have sworn someone was right be... nah... oh well... what was I doing..? Wait... why am I even out here in the first place..? Did I... OH MY GOODNESS! Am I late?!?</i>Kaileigh darted back around the storefront of the shops then slowed up at the entrance and walked back in just in time to see Andrea with her whole disposition rather calm and like nothing had happened a few minutes before.<br/><br/>Stopping dead in her tracks, she stood firm as she listened to Andrea and couldn't think of a single thing to say. It took her by surprise even. "Umm... questions... I don't know of any... Wait should I have questions..? Ummm...." A confused and silent Kaileigh could only remain as such while slowly shaking her head. As Andrea ran along to help one of her familiar customers, the girl could only stand there with a bewildered look on her face. Blinking a few times and steadily looking back up, Kaileigh was not quite herself and feeling quite off, but then a clarity overcame her though it didn't fully feel filled with as much recollection as perhaps it should. "Ummm, yeah... I think I just finished up telling you that my dad kicked me out and has basically disowned me it would seem... I think... I told- I think... Umm... and yeah... where was mom to stand up for me.. silenced as usual... like the good, little... Bible-abiding... submissive housewife she is."<br/><br/>Kaileigh froze for a moment then exclaimed, "Oh!! Right! Becca wants to know if I can share my discount with her- here, let me shoot her a text real quick to ask if I ca- ...." She had pulled up her phone and was frozen staring at the lock screen to see Becka's texts back. "Wha... wait... did I already ask her..??? I don't remember sending a text or calling but... I... I guess I did..." A distant chuckle huffed under her breath as she held up the phone for Andrea to read.<i> "Hey, girl! I'm glad you are hanging in strong and doing better. Of course you can stay with me but only a couple days tops. I can't tell my parents what happened to you yet. Don't wanna risk anything. I know they won't want involvement between you and your parents' business. Just promise me if you can't stay longer with me that you won't go to crash with that boy of yours. One of these days you'll see what I see and look back at yourself and want to barf lol. Love you, babe. See ya soon :) "</i><br/><br/>After Kaileigh finished scrolling for Andrea to read, she brought her phone back down then tucked it away. "Umm... so yeah.. guess I have a day or two covered for me, but what do I do after that..? I can't afford to pay rent yet... In time here working with you, I'll be able to struggle on my- ... Wait..." She held onto the sides of her head some in a manner that seemed like there was some kind of thumping on her temples in how she held herself then suddenly shook her head and let her hands fall to clasps at each other behind her back. "Ummm... am I daydreaming or did you say I could stay with you..?" In an aside to herself that she really didn't even seem to realize she projected outwardly just above her breath enough to be heard, Kaileigh looked around awkwardly and slightly jittery. "Why is this the weirdest day amongst a strain of building weirdness happening more and more over the last few months..?" It ended with a sigh as her focus came back to Andrea's eyes to listen to her.<br/><br/>The rest of the afternoon would go by relatively smoothly as she constantly could be found chanting under her breath anxiously, "Please let this go by smoothly. Please be an easy customer. Please no more issues." Somehow she found it to be a helpful coping mechanism as she minded the shop pretty well, helping where she could and ringing up all who came up without wait or worry. One of her last transactions stood out to her.<br/><br/>"Thank you for your business with us today. Please visit again soon. And I'll be sure to ask Andrea about that book we were out of stock of."<br/><br/>"Thanks, sweetheart, that is mighty kind of you uhhh..."<br/><br/>"Is there something I can help you with further, sir?"<br/><br/>"Uhh... oh! Oh heavens no. You've been a great service in my trip here today. I just... you don't have a name-tag. I don't know what to call ya."<br/><br/>"Apologies, sir. Today is my first day after all. My name is Kalmah."<br/><br/>"Huh... rather unique name. Well, thank ya, young Kalmah. I'll be back to throw more cash at Andrea soon. The books she brings in are so fascinating to me. Bye now!"<br/><br/>With a wave and her best customer service smile, she looked around to see no one in sight now on the main floor and peeked at the cameras below to see only a few spotty groups of girls here and there looking at the clothes and the cosmetics mixed in with the clothes which she always found to be a good marketing scheme as she'd always find a cute outfit then look right there... and there was the right makeup to highlight her face to accentuate it. She jogged her way to the back and saw an older lady looking through the occult section. After inquiring if she could assist her and being politely declined and thanked for asking, Kaileigh continued her jog to the back then knocked at the door frame in seeing the door was left open.<br/><br/>"Hey... I thought of a question... I don't have a name-tag, and I totally have not gotten to tell you the preferred name I go by. With everything else happening today, I just haven't gotten to. So... can you put Kalmah on my badge when you make it up, please?"