Heart of the heat

Maybe if she held the thought that this wouldn't be her year, it wouldn't be such a dissapointment when that actually became true. Because she wasn't doing too good to begin with.
She had no job, no income, and the end of her savings came in sight. She had enough for three, maybe four months, at most. As if that wasn't enough, her rent had gone up, and she simply didn't know where to look for that light at the end of the tunnel.

But, on the upperhand, she had Duster back. Kaye had surprised her at the Bonfire last night, where she had given him back to her. She had no idea the woman would be there. Duster however, seemed to have became a handfull - and it was painfully abvious that Djodie lacked the experience to properly guide him.

Djodie streched her body as she climbed out of her bed - the headache making itself known to her, as evidence she had a bit much to drink at the Bonfire last night.
She was intending to get a coffee in the city, with Duster, but one look at the dog and she knew it would be fine to keep him here.
So she showered, put her hair up and as she opened the door while swinging on her coat - she was stopped in her tracks.
There was a small box at her doorstep, her name written on a small note attached to it. Curiously, Djodie picked it up and turned back inside.

As she opened the note, her heart skipped a beat as she immediatly recognised that lipstick. Djodie let two fingers linger over it, before putting the note down, and opening the box.
There was a necklace, with a color in it that was exactly the same as her hair. A smile found its way to her face, already forgetting the disappointment she had felt last night, as Kaye had to leave at once.
The girl put the necklace around her neck, put on her coat and walked to the city heart.

Being fired, she had to find other places to get her coffee, as she didn't want to face her ex-colleagues. Luckily she knew a few places. Djodie entered one of the smaller cafe's, ordered a Chai Tea and walked over to the tables.
She smiled as she noticed a familiar face.
"Kieran, hi!"

She had gotten a small bagel from one of the bakeries down the street. She often did this: get her drink in one place, and her food at the next. Why eat food you didn't really like? As Kieran invited her to come sit with him, she took a sip of her chai and sat down.
A soft chuckle came from her mouth a he explained he didn't expect to see her here. "No, I-" she started, quickly contemplating her words. "Sometimes I need some other surroundings, you know." it was a better explaination then 'I was fired' It would set the tone for a possible conversation so much thicker. They barely knew each other and Djodie didn't want to feel like a burden again.

She took a bite from her bagel and focussed on the boy. "How have you been doing?" She hadn't seen him at the bonfire. Or - it might have been possible that she hadn't noticed if he had been there because she had been... otherwise occupied.

She could see from the look in his eyes that he noticed her different choice of words. Lucky for her he didn't press on it. He smiled warmly and told her he'd been well. Djodie nodded as he started to talk again.

Overwhelming. Well yes, she knew all about that. Ah, so he indeed had not been to the bonfire. "That's too bad. I wasn't sure if I had just missed you, or if you hadn't come. It was a bit crowded." she chuckled. "A bit too crowded for my liking aswell." She had spend some time on her own in a much quieter corner. Sometimes she couldn't handle that much people around her.

"But don't beat yourself up over it! I'm sure there will be more events like that. Bonfires are more of a summer thing, right." Djodie smiled, wrapped her fingers around her mug and took a sip. Even if there weren't bonfire's planned, surely he could find something else.