~Normalcy Is A Delicacy~ (( closed RP with plaingeekgirl ))
Jiffany was walking toward the ice cream shop as she managed to collect enough money to get herself a treat from all the babysitting she had been doing in order to get some pocket money as her parents tend to forgot to pay her the pocket money or they didnât have enough to spare which of course she didnât minded at all⌠After all, food and clothing was important than buying games or getting treats.
She wandered into the shop as she was debating on what flavour of ice-cream she should get⌠There was the sweet, bubble-gum pink coloured, strawberry flavour ice, the chocolaty sweet green mint and chocolate or the creamy sunny white vanilla ice-cream.
There were so many flavours to pick from that she wished she could try them all but at last, she had a feeling she would never achieve that dream. Jiffany walked up the counter as she got the money out from her armbands⌠It was the only place where she could carry her money without it from falling out.
âExcuse me, miss?âÂ
"HmâŚ? Oh! Um, hi, hello!" Almost completely drawn into her worried thoughts, the sound of the teenagerâs voice broke through like a battering ram. She hadnât even heard the bell ring when the girl had come inâthatâs how sidetracked she was.
"Yeâuh, how can I help you?" She glanced around, trying to see if the girl had already picked up something to buy. It didnât look that way, but she did have money out, so it was always good to check.Â
Awkwardly, she pushed a smile onto her face. It didnât reach her eye, she could feel, but it was better than nothing. Customers didnât want to see angry scowls, or worried sneers when they walked in. That just said âbad businessâ.
From the looks of her outfit, she didnât seem like she would have been interested in the New Age items she had to offer, scattered all around the shop in piles and multiple arrays. Maybe she was here for some of the left-over ice-cream? Miranda usually kept it in stock, in colored coolers near the far edge of the shop, in case a kid wandered in. They were usually filled with what she hadnât sold over the weekend, or taken home with her. It was a good thing too, because she had a slight inkling that thatâs what this girl was after.
âOh HelloâŚUmâŚâ Jiffany spoke as she took a quick pause to think about which flavour of ice cream she couldbefore speaking up again to reply the womanâs question.
âDo you have any strawberry flavour ice cream left?â As she place the money on the counter as she while trying to be polite as possible. Jiffany wondered what the woman thought of her as it was the girlâs first time coming to the shop due to that she either used her money to buy novel books or any cheap games that nobody wanted. as well that her parents were forgetful.
