"You don't need to be here, Roxie.  You should be home, or...Or with some of the others."  Jane said.  She was Roxie's best friend and a fellow member of the Lone Peak pack.  Roxie had inherited the book store from her grandmother, and Jane had jumped at the chance to work with her there.<br/><br/>"If I go home, all I want to do is cry, and with the pack..."<i> All they want me to do is lead.  To figure this out for them.</i>She thought, but she didn't want to say it aloud.  Jane had some of the same look in her eyes, the forlorn worry that the rest of the pack had.  The pack needed their structure, especially in times like these.  Still, Roxie wasn't ready to step into her parent's shoes.  It had been just over a week since their deaths and along with the deaths of the neighboring pack's alphas, every wolf in the county lines was on edge.<br/><br/>"I just want to organize the orders we got in, and try to take my mind off of everything, for a couple hours. Okay?"  Roxie said, looking deeply at her friend.  Jane was a rather petite blond, who would probably be barely a hundred pounds soaking wet, but she also had a quiet strength about her.<br/><br/>"Okay.  I'll watch the cash register, while you work in the back."  She said, with a soft nod of her head.<br/><br/>With that, Roxie turned and headed into the back of the store, only to find that as soon as she stepped down the small set of concrete steps into the stock room, that her foot was almost ankle deep in water.  She just couldn't win this week.  She two options.  Either she could call the human plumber the next town over, and hope he was willing to drive two hours to help her, or she could put her big girl panties on and walk across the street.  She could force herself to ask Alban to help her fix the leak.<br/><br/>For a moment, Roxie stood in the water, desperately trying to convince herself that she could wait a couple hours.  Maybe she could convert the backroom into a swimming pool, or hot tub.  The rational side of her brain kicked in and reminded her that she couldn't just let the water damage her grandmother's store or let it ruin all the books.<br/><br/>She turned on heel, doing her best not to track too much water.   "I'll be right back, we have a leak."  Was all she was willing to say as she passed by Jane at the register.<br/><br/>She pushed herself forward, right across the street and through the doors of the pub just across from her shop.  She didn't see him, not at first, but she was super keen to wait either.<br/><br/>"Eula's Shop has a leak, and I can't fix it, I need your help."  She said loudly and begrudgingly, hoping he would hear her wherever he was.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="211" data-username="@TheMalhakii" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/211/">@TheMalhakii</a>