It was another decent lunch rush for a Monday afternoon. Kara was at the bar jotting notes in the ledger while Seamus and Henrietta cleaned up before they shut the doors. They usually closed around 3:30 for a couple of hours to prep for the dinner rush, a schedule incorporated during the slower days of the week to save payroll. Writing a few numbers onto the papers Kara sighed, and began tapping her pen against the book.
"You alright there, boss lady?" Seamus peeked over at her as he wiped down the bar counter. He threw the towel under the bar afterwards, into the bin with the rest of the dirty rags.
"Hm?" Kara looked up, and blinked a couple of times. "Yeah, I'm fine thank you..."
He didn't seem too convinced, but he carried on with his closing duties.
"I'm heading out now, Kar." Henrietta swung her bag over her shoulder and half-hugged her on her way out, ducking into the light drizzle that was starting outside.
She waved at Henrietta before closing the ledger and she took the book upstairs to the office. Setting it on her desk, she sat there for a moment, simply staring at the wall. There were various pictures there, on her bulletin board; Her and Fierro, Her and Lana, Jaleth and Lana, and of course, her wedding photo with Liam. It was a beautiful day, a gorgeous summer day in the meadows. It was private, with only a few people from the bar in attendance, and of course, her father. He managed to take a photo of the happy couple, holding hands, a candid photo that instantly became her favorite when it was developed. When she tugged on that photo to pull it down, she noticed another photograph fall from behind it.
She reached for it and turned the photo over, and discovered that it was one of the oldest photos in her possession, and one that she was surprised she still owned. It was back from the old days, her auror days. More importantly, it was a photo of her and her old partner, Markus. Then she remembered how embarrassed she was the night he had come to the bar. It was roughly three weeks ago, he was with a strange woman, she was wearing a strange face, and nothing went right that night. She hadn't seen him since that night, and was wondering if she would ever see him again as she hadn't heard from him at all since he left her on New Years, which also ended on very unusual terms.
Kara sighed and proceeded the pin the photo to the board, when she heard the bell ring from the door downstairs.
"Sorry, mate. We're closing up until dinner." Seamus greeted the incoming customer with an apology, but it was the best way to handle the situation as not to come off as rude.
Making her way to the door, she stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at the entrance to see who had come in. Much to her surprise, it was a face she wasn't expecting, but one she actually wanted to see.