<div class="floatleft">(http://www.yowazzup.com/blog/images/olga-kurylenko/olga-kurylenko-07.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Mélissa Auvray</strong>aka<strong>Mél</strong><br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Non Magic<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>same as picture<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st: afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Evans Day Spa: front desk - Mel's Private Office (http://www.commercialofficefurniture.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/Elegant-Small-Office-Ideas.jpg)<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Receptionist, Open<br/>- Thoughts: Theo<br/>- - NPC's: Angela Evans, Passed: Mr and Mrs Evans<br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">music playing in background</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BjOmE53niTE</div></div><br/>As Mel stepped into the spa she drew in a deep breath before slipping out of her shoes. What an amazing walk. She'd have to make a habit out of going to the antique store and just hope he was working there at the time. As she walked to the front desk she handed the clerk (http://www.massage-richmond.co.uk/5b2b80f7c6b68858b83820d2.jpg) her shoes and smiled.<br/><br/>"I'm expecting some antiques, otherwise, I'm still out. Merci."<br/><br/>Mel winked to the clerk behind the desk before making her way through the spa, she checked a few of the unoccupied rooms and waved and nodded to staff and clients alike as she passed them in the halls before finally reaching her office. Mel had a few things that she wanted to finish up before Theo stopped by with the items she had purchased, not to mention she was rather looking forward to dinner. Though in truth she wasn't sure if he would take her out tonight or not. Closing the door of her office she sat down behind her desk and laid her head back as she closed her eyes and sighed contently as she replayed her time with Theo in her mind. Aside from not getting his name, the only regret she had was not kissing him when she leaned across the counter. She had thought about it, but for some reason she hesitated and ended up changing her mind.<br/><br/>Leaning back forward in her chair she began sorting through the papers. She had three job applications, about twelve new clients, requests for vacation time, a pregnant staff member, parents of sick kids, and all sorts of other paperwork floating around on her desk. Taking a stack of papers in her hand she flipped through them, sorting them into separate stacks before starting with what she felt was the most important papers first. A pregnant woman especially six months along shouldn't be working, anywhere if she can avoid it, she should be relaxing and taking care of herself and her baby. Least that's how Mel felt. She wasn't without a heart, in fact she had a very large heart. Life no matter how big or small it was, was very important. She had a few applications so there was sure to be someone who could give her the time off, and even if it meant a cut in her pay. She'd see to it that the staff member got financial help. Of course her pay getting cut wouldn't happen. Angela Evans' parents were amazing people, and they trusted Mel to do her job, as did Angela herself.<br/><br/>As Mel finished going through a few more papers she took the small stack of applications and walked over to her couch (http://20poorandfabulous.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/fainting-couch.jpg) and sat the papers down before slipping off her dress. Laying it over the back of the couch she sat down, wearing nothing but a pair of black panties before she lounged out and began sorting through the applications. The couch was actually a new addition, Mel didn't have a very large ]office, but she had fallen asleep in it so often that Angela's parents insisted upon her having something more comfortable to sleep on than her desk or chair.