@xcatalysm
Way too long a day. Then again, Marinette had three of her four jobs today. She sighed as she paused in the park and looked over at a bench nearby.
It was very late, she really shouldn’t be out longer than she had to. It wouldn’t be safe, but a nap on the bench lit up by a street light looked all too inviting. She had been on her feet all day, her last job having tended to a bar filled with overly loud drunks.
It wasn’t like anyone was at her apartment waiting for her. Her parents had moved to Niece where they could open another branch for their Bakery and be closer to her father’s side of the family.
No, Marinette was alone now. In a single bedroom apartment with clothes she hadn’t worn for years because she had to cycle through her work uniforms. She couldn’t even remember her last day off. Even then she was sure it had been the last time her apartment had been cleaned, she had no time to do so otherwise.
She moved to the bench sitting down. She’d only rest for a moment. Get off her swore feet, let her over used eyes relax for a bit. Her eyes slid closed as she relaxed back into the bench. It wasn’t the most comfortable of things, but it was better than nothing.
