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[color=a7a7a7]"Hey Charlotte, you're late."[/color]

Charlotte stepped into the store she worked at and looked at her manager. She was late by three minutes, due to some unforseen circumstances that she couldn't have controlled that morning. [color=lightpink]"Sorry! Sorry! I had to finish drying some pants, and my dryer added another few minutes when I wasn't lo-"[/color]

[color=a7a7a7]"Whoa, calm down! I'm just givin' ya a hard time. I'm not gonna yell at you over three minutes."[/color] Whew, what a relief. Honestly, the pants that Charlotte was wearing at the time were still a little damp from the ordeal. [color=a7a7a7]"You're already working a bunch of days this week that I didn't schedule you for already, so it's okay. You're at least here to work 'em, unlike Damien."[/color]

[color=lightpink]"I thought you fired him already?"[/color] Damien was quite the terrible worker. Always late, rude to the customers, and never cleaned up the shop later. Working with him was a nightmare, easily, and all the other workers were just itching for the inevitable day for him to go. Everybody hated him, and everybody also expected that since Charlotte was taking his shifts he had gotten fired the week before. 

[color=a7a7a7]"I'm only the assistant manager. Trust me, I'd fire him on the spot, but the actual manager's the only one with that power at the moment, and you know the situation."[/color]

[color=lightpink]"Right... so... we're giving me his shifts so he gets worked up and quits?"[/color]

[color=a7a7a7]"Exactly. Think you and me'll be able to handle this shift together?"[/color]

[color=lightpink]"As long as you're okay with me possibly taking a quick 10 minute break at a random time. I... need to make a phone call, and I dunno if the office I'm calling will put me on hold for a long time or not."[/color] Of course, this didn't mean an actual phone call. It was just in case Charlotte had to go stop some criminals, which she hoped didn't happen. She wasn't very fond of being Aesthetic if it could get her in trouble, but if it needed to happen, it needed to happen.

[color=a7a7a7]"That's fine, as long as we're not really busy then."[/color]

[color=lightpink]"Cool. Well, shall we start opening up the shop then?"[/color] Charlotte pulled her apron's knot tight and her hood down as she walked towards the overturned 'OPEN' sign, waiting for the go-ahead from the assistant manager.

[color=a7a7a7]"Go ahead!"[/color]

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[color=fbec5d]"Howdy girls!"[/color] Kendall stepped into the sheep pen in their boots and overalls and found themself happily greeted with a paw from the sheepdog collie of the farm, Roscoe. [color=fbec5d]"Heh, and boy."[/color] They dropped a hand down to pat the dog's head and snout before they began their rounds of the sheep pen. It was one of the things they had to do every morning, just to make sure everything was spic-and-span and there wasn't any sort of hazard lingering around, no matter how big or small.

Everything was alright at first, with the pen being fairly well kept in terms of the fence around it all. The grass was good, the stream that flowed through was nice, and everything seemed to be in order. It wasn't until a little while later that Kendall saw the fence was a bit broken in one area. Not very broken, it was just that a board had fallen down and needed to be fixed up. Without a moment of doubt, Kendall grabbed the board that had fallen and placed it atop the fence, balancing it on the two stakes that had the other boards nailed into it to make a nice fence. They'd have to fix that later. Right now they didn't have any nails on them, nor did they have a hammer.

Kendall looked back towards the rest of the farm before quickly looking at Roscoe. [color=fbec5d]"Roscoe!"[/color]

The collie poked his head up, tilted, as he watched Kendall's every move.

[color=fbec5d]"Were there any problems last night with the sheep?"[/color]

The dog got all the way onto the ground, almost imitating an army crawl, before putting his paws on his snout then standing back up with his dopey smile.

[color=fbec5d]"Good. No troubles."[/color] Kendall stepped over to the collie and got onto the ground, rubbing the neck of the doggo and scratching behind his ears. [color=fbec5d]"It's because you're such a good bodyguard of these sheep! Good boy! Very good boy!"[/color] Roscoe's tail wagging wasn't enough to convey their excitement as they began to grunt out in happiness.

After a minute of love, Kendall stood back up and looked towards the farm. [color=fbec5d]"I need to go tell Ana that the fence is broken. I wonder if she's awake... meh, we'll find out. C'mon Roscoe!"[/color]

Roscoe got up to his feet as he trotted happily beside Kendall, the two heading up towards the farmhouse with a pep in each step.