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"There is a house in New Orleans.
They call the rising sun."
The melody was playing on and on. The same song, over and over again. She was moving her feet back and forth, her head left and right, dancing to the rhythm. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed every single bit of the music, lost in her paradise. Lost in her song. Lost in the notes. Lost in the--
"HEY! I was listening to that!„ the girl moved forward and tried to take her iPod back in her hands but the man had already hid it behind his back.
"Not funny Jonathan!„ she let herself slide down from the silver counter, standing on her feet. Jonathan raised his hand as high as he could and she couldn't reach it, not even jumping would help.
"Look at you, little dwarf„ he joked, laughing. "Cut it, tall man!„ finally she stopped jumping and crossed her arms on her chest.Her expression changing from a happy girl to a little old sad baby. "What do you want?„
Without even speaking, Jonathan put the iPod on his pocket and then grabbed a tray giving it straight to her with a smile "its your turn!„
She looked up and down, her eyes looking at the tray, then back at the boy and then back at the tray and then back at the boy. She did that almost ten times until she finally gave in.
"fine!„
She snatched the tray and gave him a mad look before walking towards the white small doors. She closed her eyes, took a breath and...stood there.
"Ani! Please! It's not like you're going to war! For god's shake! There are people waiting to order.„ And just like that Jonathan had ruined her moment. She rolled her eyes and finally walked out of the storage room, with only one step finding herself across hundreds of people and kids sitting on the tables.
"Let's do this.„ she said to herself and Walked over the closest table.
She would take the orders, deliver them to the kitchen and then bring them back to the people and finally clean the tables so others could come and sit and then she would do the same thing on repeat. Mostly they would ask for pancakes and milkshakes. Over and over again the same thing. "Hello what do you want to order?„ or "good morning, what can I bring you„
She had been living in New Orleans for a long time, for as long as she remembered. One day she woke up in a hospital bed, with bruises in her arms, terrible burns on her palms. She couldn't remember anything. Jonathan's mother Amelia Pond was her nurse and she helped her get her life together. For the last couple of years, she had been working with Jonathan on his parents' cafe. It was built just a little outside of the center of the city.
She had her bestie, Roxana whos he had met from work and jonathan's family and that was enough. Well almost enough, there was always something missing and she'd always complain about it and when Roxana would ask her what exactly she was looking for, she would reply with a cocky smile across her face "I'll know when I find it„. But She never really asked for anything more as she liked to believe that life was an adventure by itself. After all she was living in a world, with flying, green, strong people and...gods, true the avengers were far away from where she was but there were still walking on the same planet. True it didn't effect her life as much as she would like to say but it was an excuse she would always use to stay at home for a lazy day "my planet has been visited by a god and you think my life is not adventurous enough?„
