[center][b][Roxy] || [Turnpike Cafe and Bakery (TCB For Short)][/b]

She sat in one of the empty booths, folding silverware into napkins for the guests to use, her eyes soft. She was thinking about what she was going to do later that day. She'd probably head back to her apartment and get some well deserved sleep in, but she knew that probably wouldn't happen. No, she'd end up staying up all night helping poor souls find what they need in order to cross over to the other side. 

She was a bit of a reaper after all. Though, one of the nicer reapers. She let out a long sigh and picked up another napkin, folding silverware into it. It was a slow morning, not many people out. The sun was just beginning to rise and the smell of coffee was drifting through the air. It was a nice day, one Roxy wished she could be out walking in. Maybe on her lunch break...
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