It was a small room on the top floor. The roof was low and slanted in the shape of a right triangle. The floor was the ceiling for the first floor. To reach the room, a ladder made of wooden bars and ropes was used.
Celine lent her the space. She didn't charge a fee. She only asked for Elestria's hard work.
Elestria put down her bag. Her body swiveled to take in the whole space. "Pretty good," she said.
She went straight to work that afternoon. The bar didn't lose its buzz. Every time, people come and go.
Elestria delivered the food. Celine said her arms were too thin to carry beer glasses.
A girl wearing a bandana paced the room. She came to the bar counter, picked up a tray, and delivered it to the customers' tables.
To that extent, she liked what she was doing. It wasn't uncommon to hear unique stories from customers. At that time, a group discussed the strange cloud that had taken the world.