.i offered salt to the. by oaklungs
sea, heat to the sun, and
love to the moon; they
told me, this isn't enough
i offered my soul to
the devil; he said yes,
this will be just fine
.everything i hold dear. by oaklungs
i hold too tightly;
i am so sorry you were
marked when i had to
let you go
.i did not expect. by oaklungs
for you to pour out
nor that i would be
in the flood of it
Naomi, Franklin and Arthur would stop for a while in the closest town, after they finished the monster on the top of their list, and wait until someone called and gave them the location of the next. Just the normal life of a monster hunter. As usual they would try to gather up some money for the next road trip, but this time Naomi couldn’t just sit in a hotel room and win some money in online poker. After being caught cheating (even I don’t know how she managed to cheat in online poker!) she was banned for a while, so she had to actually get a job this time.
Naomi was looking for a job with alcohol, a lot of beautiful people, and, of course, explosions, but since jobs as such weren’t available with such short notice, she found one that was: helper in Francesca’s café. Being a good people person, knowing six languages (“Haha, I was a little bored in juvie, so I learned six languages!), and making a mean cup of polish black tea were her primary ways of selling herself for the job.
At first she would be bored and a little bit reluctant, just doing the job because she had to, but she would surprisingly quickly learn to love the place. The calming atmosphere would be just the thing she needed in her hectic and violent life, and all the strangers and sweet people would be a nice change. Maybe she would even leave the leather jacket back home and wear a big jumper with an even bigger scarf.
And of course, she would absolutely fall in love with Fran. That was probably the main reason she even applied for the job. A cute, pinkhaired girl with a colorful lifestyle. When Naomi wouldn’t be laughing with a costumer or secretly reading a book, looking for new lore on monsters, she would be shyly observing Fran from the other side of the shop.
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