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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Lana wasn't amused with her brothers or their friends. It had been one shit show after another. Even after Stuart had taken her brothers home, the groups remained and continued to devour food. It was just somewhat calming to know that they would make it home alright. Even if it did mean that they were going to be prepared to give her hell in the morning when they came over for breakfast. The men lived together, a few streets down from their parents place. Each morning they'd pop by their mothers place to grab some food. Lana gave up her flat to move back in with her parents to help them with house work, yard work and generally just being around. They were becoming more fragile. They'd had their children later in life, and it was showing. <br/>
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The female had seen off the last of the customers, it seemed they'd needed some help with their drunken stumbling... and someone to snag their keys before they could cause any problems on the road. The dark haired woman dunked her hand into a warm bucket of water, snagging a washcloth in the process before she gave it a brief ring out. Lana hadn't even noticed Stuart enter the restaurant as she focused on wiping down the tables, removing the remains of the service. Her mind was still busy with her siblings and the events that had occured, it seemed like just the perfect time for things to start going wrong. After such a peaceful time, something had to go wrong... Didn't it always?<br/>
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As she heard a familiar voice, the female whirled around on her heel to see Stuart behind her. "Oh, thanks for that. They wouldn't have been in the mind to drive at all." Her lips pursed slightly, the flesh appeared bigger for a moment before she drew her lower lip inward to chew it ever so slightly between her teeth. He wanted to tip her, for what? The last thing she wanted was any pity, she could handle herself just fine. "No tip necessary, really. It happens. I expected some rowdy behaviour but this was... rather extreme. It's about time it came out into the open anyway, one less thing for me to lie about." A glimpse of a smile glistened in her orbs as her lips tugged upward in a genuine smile. <br/>
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It surprised her when he mentioned he was going for a job at the club. It wasn't surprising for any other reason than she just didn't expect it from him; but then again, who expected her to dance? "Oh? I wondered when they'd find someone for that. It's fine with me, better you than some asshole from this town who has no idea what manners are. I won't lie, it can get a bit heated in there. But at least it's not bad pay for seeing women dance and making sure some slimy customers don't get handsy." <br/>
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After wiping down the last table, Lana rang out the cloth and placed it on the side of the bucket before giving Stuart her full attention. "It's nice to see you on home soil, I heard you served some time." The raven curls bounced along her shoulders as she started to gather her things from under the reception desk. All she had with her was a petite leather jacket and a rather large handbag that looked as if it could be packed with essentials for a week of travel. "Look, we'll cover the cost when they come in tomorrow. The guys always eat here when they meet up, so it'll be covered one way or another. Other than tonight.. How've you been?" Lana didn't know much about Stuart, all she knew was what her brothers told her, since they were ten years her senior. It only occurred to her then that the last time he saw her she wasn't even a woman, so much had changed.</span>