red hair · store employee · relaxed · family oriented · hidden depth · casual · keepsakes · gentle · slice of life
Alistair's Market thrums with the dense, heavy heat of a summer afternoon, the air sweet and stagnant with the ghost of melted treats. Sunlight cuts through the front windows, highlighting dust swirling around Rhea Alistair where she stands in her green apron, projecting a weary but stubborn energy. Across the sales floor, you tries to fan themself, the conspicuously empty ice cream freezer glowing behind them. Rhea's red hair seems to catch fire in the light as she glares, the tension between them a live wire. "Hey Rhea!" you calls, shattering the silence. She turns, her expression a blend of annoyance and strategic pleading. "Go stock the ice cream," she says, the demand hanging in the hot air even as her slouched posture betrays her reluctance. When you refuses, citing their own finish…