"I can't believe that girl! She's gonna get me fired, and then what am I gonna do?"
"Calm down Floe. I'm sure Alti isn't intentionally getting you in trouble."
"Why are you taking her side, Wapourif? If she wants to throw her career away, that's her business. But she doesn't have to drag me down with her."
"I'm not taking anyone's side, I just think Alti probably has issues she needs to sort through right now. You think I'd side against my own girlfriend?"
The two were sitting in the reception area of Wapourif's Car Service & Repair, owned and operated by Wapourif. In fact, now that Eri had moved back to the country, he did all the work himself. If only he could find an assistant...
"Are you even listening?"
"Sorry, I was thinking."
"Whatever. I'm gonna head home and then go shopping."
"Should you be shopping while you're on suspension? They aren't paying you or anything..."
"So? What else am I supposed to do?"
As Wapourif watched his girlfriend walk out through the front door, he thought about closing up for the day. Hell, who's gonna call in for repairs on a Wednesday? But just then, the phone rang.
"Uh, Wapourif's Car Servi-"
"Hi, I saw your ad in the paper. About an assistant," a woman's voice cut him off. She didn't sound very old, could she be serious? Maybe it was just a kid screwing with him...
"Do you have any experience with auto repair?"
"HA, do I have any experience? Let me come down and show you what I can do!"
"Uh, okay fine. Do you know how to -" Wapourif was cut off again by a click indicating the young woman had hung up. He sighed and put down his own phone. He considered not waiting for the girl to show up, but just as he was heading to the office to gather his things he heard a car pull into the parking lot out front. He turned to see a young woman, her hair dyed white, getting out of a lime green vintage Chevelle SS. He stood completely still as she walked through the door and introduced herself.
"Hi there, Wapourif is it? I'm Morinas, your new partner." She gave him a wink and pulled out a set of tools. Wapourif had no idea where she pulled them out from, but he didn't care. This girl was beautiful, and she had tools. And she looked like she knew how to use them.
"So uh, got somethin' I can work on to prove myself?"
"Uh... yeah, sure. Right this way..."
"Para-sama! Hurry, or we'll be late!"
"I know, Kaimu," Paraietta called back as she finished getting dressed. She didn't want to be late for lunch with Neviril anymore than her roommate did, but there was no sense in rushing. That would just cause her to make a mistake. Everything had to be perfect.
"Let's go, Kaimu." As they walked down the stairs of their apartment, and then out onto the street, the silence between them became too much for Kaimu.
"Para-sama, did you get that promotion that you've been talking about?"
"No. Dominura got it."
"What? So now she's store manager? You deserve that position more than she does. She's only been there a few months, while you've been working hard for three years now! That's really unfair."
"She was more qualified. It's not her fault."
"Is that so..."
"Also, she needs the money more than I do. She has an adopted daughter you know."
"Oh, that Limone brat? Dominura brought her into the cafe once. All she does is eat sweets!"
The rest of the way to the cafe they walked in silence, save for Kaimu mentioning how it would be weird for her to be in there as a customer instead of an employee. They saw Neviril and Aaeru sitting at one of the outdoor tables, with food for all four already on it.
"Kaimu, Paraietta! It's good to see you guys!" The ever vocal Aaeru jumped up from her seat to hug the pair.
"Aaeru. How have you been?"
"Oh, you know Paraietta. Footloose and fancy free! What about you?
"Oh, sorry! Have a seat and dig in!"
The girls sat down and, after a few bites, Paraietta turned to Neviril.
"You really should look for a job, Neviril. How long do you think your father will allow you to continue living with him without making yourself useful?"
"You know Father. As long as I don't give him a bad name he doesn't care what I do."
"Paraietta, we've had this discussion before. Aaeru and I are happy just having fun for now. If we feel like getting jobs, then we'll do so. Please respect our wishes."
"Of course. I was just trying to help. I hate seeing your intellect wasted. And Aaeru, you could have gotten so many well-paying jobs. I've seen you fly, you're magnificent. You really belong up there."
"Gee, thanks Paraietta. But I'm with Neviril on this."
"As you wish..."
"Have you talked to Alti lately? I've been trying to get a hold of Floe but I haven't had any luck. I thought I might try through Alti."
"Haven't heard from her."
"Well can you try calling her or something?"
"Don't know her number."
"Aaeru. Drop it."
"Well excuse me, Para-sama." Aaeru pouted but returned to her food. No sense in starting another fight. That would just upset Neviril.
In case any of you don't know what a Chevelle looks like, here you go.