Morgan Bishop's head started to throb softly as she made her way through her monthly 'bills to pay' list. She wishes she'd paid more attention to her moms advice about this stuff because her mom was right, Running a bar wasn't easy. With a sigh rubs her rich blue eyes and she runs her hands through her almost waist length rich mahogany red hair, letting it settle down the back of her chair. 'Knock Knock'
"What is it?" Morgan answers a little too harshly spinning around in her chair to peer at whoever has disturbed her. Upon seeing Maggie, her favourite employee, Morgan realises she's late to start her afternoon shift.
''Um, Am I still okay to head off early Morgz? '' Maggie asks hesitantly
"Yeah Maggie of course! Sorry I just got caught up in this mess of paperwork! I'll be right out and then you can head off" Morgan says sweetly with a wave of her hand to dismiss the tall dark woman.
"Thanks heaps" She says with a smile, retreating back through the door.
"Suck it up Bishop, only 5 hours to go" Morgan says to herself as she stands and stretches her hands above her head, eyeing off the bottle of aspirin on the desk. Popping a few before heading out to the bar. Waving goodbye to Maggie as she rushes out the door, and greeting the few patrons that are left in the bar, "How are you today young Morgan?" And elderly dark man asks her from the end of the bar. "Well I'm just good and dandy today Max, how's your sweet self?" Morgan replies flashy the old man a cheeky smile
"Oh I'm doing just fine! I had better be heading off soon, you know what Betty is like if I'm late," He states with a chuckle slowly standing up and grabbing his walking stick.
"You HAD better head off because I don't want to face the wrath of your darling wife for not making you get home in time for the 6 o clock news! Give her a hug for me and tell her I'd better be seeing her on Monday!" Reaching over and hugging the old man as he leaves. That left all of 5 people in the bar. Things where slow lately, Morgan would usually complain but it's been the same everywhere. Taking a seat on a stool, grabbing a cloth and starting to wipe glasses she checked the time, The clock read '5.43pm'.
A slight pang hit Morgan in the stomach as she realised it wouldn't be half an hour before 'they' walked through the door. The past 3 months of her life had been filled with visions and dreams of them and their agendas. She had been able to do nothing but sit back and let it all unfold and watch them slowly allow fate to steer them in her direction. How it was all going to play out, she didn't know. But she knew that her life was about to get a hell of a lot more interesting.
Getting engrossed in watching the game of pool play out in the corner of the room Morgan didn't hear the door open, but she did feel the air whoosh from the room and a certain feeling start to creep over her. Setting her glass down and tucking the rag into the pocket of her jeans, she took a deep breath and turned to face them.
They were the most beautiful men she's ever seen, and she's seen some pretty spunky men. One in a leather jacket and casual tshirt and jeans, the other in a rather expensive looking suit. They take a moment to notice her as they scan the room before taking two stools at the bar.
"Gentlemen, What can I get you?" She asks, thanking the gods that her voice didn't fail her despite the drying of her mouth.
"Scotch on the rocks please love" the blonde man replies with a tart British accent.
Grabbing too glasses from the shelf, Topping them up with the finest Scotch on the shelf before dropping a few ice cubes into each she places them both in front of the men.
Shaking her head at the hundred dollar note that he tries to pass over. "It's on the house, It's not every day that I get two of the 'Originals' in my bar" She replies with a smile.