March was shaping up to be a fairly rough month at Jack's Butcher Shop to say the very least. It was barely even a week in when some asshole decided it would be a good idea to spike the punch at a disease awareness event with a magical virus. A lot of people were getting sick, and Jack's employees were no exception. For the most part, the staff was an eclectic mix of various man eating and carnivorous creatures, most of whom haven't been sick a day in their lives. If Alain had to ballpark he'd say it was about a third who gradually started showing symptoms and were unable to come in. Of this portion, Bradley Davis, his boss was among them. The general policy at Jack's barred any employee from working if they were sick, as one would expect from an establishment such as theirs. Regardless of any of this, on a brighter note all soup was on sale at the shop.
Alain had just finished updating the choice cuts for the week, and restocked the soup display. He caught himself yawning as he worked, he hadn't taken a day off since the sickness hit. He didn't mind the pay he was getting, but four of the last seven days turned into twelve hour shifts. He had hit day eight and coworkers that were left were starting to defer to him like he was in charge. Probably because he was saner than many of the people that worked there, he was also holding it together at least on the outside. Maybe he developed an immunity because someone needed to help the rest of the damn island, who knew.
On the brighter side they did manage to hire a new delivery girl. As far as Alain knew she wasn't a man eater like many people in the shop, she was however another werewolf similar to himself. She was just a ray of sunshine to say the very least, always happy to help out. The fact that they were similar gave him some solidarity. In some ways Jack's employees were almost a makeshift pack in and of itself. He hadn't really hung out with another werewolf his age since his parents shipped him to Manta Carlos to attend school. He flopped down in a chair behind the front counter when he noticed her.
"Hey have you taken your break yet? It's really slow right now," he smiled. "Actually it's dead and it's scaring me."
@Kathinja
Alain had just finished updating the choice cuts for the week, and restocked the soup display. He caught himself yawning as he worked, he hadn't taken a day off since the sickness hit. He didn't mind the pay he was getting, but four of the last seven days turned into twelve hour shifts. He had hit day eight and coworkers that were left were starting to defer to him like he was in charge. Probably because he was saner than many of the people that worked there, he was also holding it together at least on the outside. Maybe he developed an immunity because someone needed to help the rest of the damn island, who knew.
On the brighter side they did manage to hire a new delivery girl. As far as Alain knew she wasn't a man eater like many people in the shop, she was however another werewolf similar to himself. She was just a ray of sunshine to say the very least, always happy to help out. The fact that they were similar gave him some solidarity. In some ways Jack's employees were almost a makeshift pack in and of itself. He hadn't really hung out with another werewolf his age since his parents shipped him to Manta Carlos to attend school. He flopped down in a chair behind the front counter when he noticed her.
"Hey have you taken your break yet? It's really slow right now," he smiled. "Actually it's dead and it's scaring me."
@Kathinja
Adelyn ears perked up as Alain asked her if she had taken a break yet. She was carrying a large box that had just been delivered.