#ella.griff

she needed a little bit more than a whisky sour from julio’s bar tonight. the mall was more dead than it had been in the past couple weeks, and yet she had been forced to go back to work, despite the fact that she had tended to nobody. the bars still had a little crowd. at least there was a few people who found solace in alcohol, company, and apparently singing. the karaoke was alive for some reason, and that called for ella to walk in. that, and of course, she would not admit it, but griff. she knew if she wanted to get her head off of serious things for a while, he was the best and only choice she had. 

with a little glimpse to him as she stepped into the place, ella pretended to pay no mind to him as she walked towards the seat she always took whenever she showed up. she wouldn’t fool him, though, since her lips were already curving into a little smirk at the sight of him coming over. “don’t get too excited. i don’t come to see you.”