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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 24, 2012 14:25:40 GMT -5
Zander walked to each shelf, noting down what they had, and how much of each. He jotted down the price, then started to the next item. He continued about this, apathetic and not really caring. He chewed on his lip, looking around at the people passing by with an uncaring eye. He had been at work since early that morning, working his butt off, knowing he wouldn't be getting off until late.
He started on the next aisle, his eyes down, looking at his clip board, last night still playing over in his head.
'I don't- stop!' He had pleaded, trying to get the guy who had somehow picked the lock on his front door off. 'Stop! Ow!'
He shuddered, rubbing his arm slowly, biting his lip. 'Come on, Zander.. Focus..' He thought.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 24, 2012 18:21:30 GMT -5
Baby blue eyes looked around warily. Devon hadn't been too happy about Duskin and Dallas's decision to have him try and do some shopping on his own for once. He'd never done so before, didn't know what to think.
Rubbing at his gradually healing arm he chewed on one of the piercings adorning his lower lip, stepping into hot topic, fiddling with the edge of his shirt as emotionless eyes took in the never before seen store.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 24, 2012 18:39:15 GMT -5
Zander finished taking inventory of the shelves, then walked to the front of the store to do the posters. He saw a guy who looked kind of confused and tapped his clipboard against his thigh. He looked him over, his eyes showing no interest whatsoever. He was cute. Zander would give him that. But he had learned his lesson about relationships.
"Looking for anything in particular?" He asked quietly, biting his lip.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 24, 2012 18:43:24 GMT -5
Devon turned, gazing over at him a moment, then shrugged. "I dunno.." He murmured, voice hushed. He let go of his lip finally, picking up a pair of skater shoes, looking down at his own ratty ones. He shook his head mutely, setting them back down, then moved to try on a pair of black finger less gloves.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 24, 2012 18:50:16 GMT -5
"Okay, well let me know if you need anything.." He said quietly, pulling up a poster. He cringed at Justin Beiber's face. 'I never fail to question why we carry posters of this fuck face.' He thought, noting down the posters on his clipboard. He finished those, then went over to the lanyards and belt buckles, his mind again wandering to the night before. He finished the lanyards, then just started blankly down at his paper.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 24, 2012 18:54:19 GMT -5
Devon nodded mutely, clearly uncomfortable even though there weren't many people in here at the moment. He shifted his weight, rubbing at his arms again.
He made his way to the glass counter, studying the piercings a moment.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 24, 2012 19:13:11 GMT -5
Zander was pulled out of thought by his cashier tugging on his arm.
"Mister Brooks!" She said, bouncing. He shook her off gently, looking down at her.
"Yes?"
"That boy's cute. You need to go talk to him."
"I.. no. I need to finish inventory."
"Please?"
"No."
"Puh-LEASE."
"I-" She saw the boy coming and pushed Zander towards him before retreating back to the counter. She watched them with a smile.
"If I don't talk to you, I think she's gonna pop.." He said quietly, tapping his clip board on his thigh. "I'm Zander.."
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 24, 2012 19:22:04 GMT -5
Devon glanced up at his first words, gazing over at the cashier a moment. "Devon..." He breathed softly, his hand still resting on his other arm, holding the gloves and a belt.
"My...friend wanted me to come shopping by myself," He mumbled, the words awkward as they passed his lips.
And then he was gazing past the male warily, took a step back and swallowed as Dylan stepped into the store. Eyes fixed on him and he set his things on the counter in a moment of sudden panic.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Jan 24, 2012 19:29:39 GMT -5
He didn't think anything of it when he said he was told to go shopping by himself. He had a hunch most of the people passing through here were't like him, weren't human. "If I had a choice, I'd have everyone do my shopping for me.." He said quietly, then saw him start to panic. He would have taken a step forward and hugged him if he hadn't been so afraid to show anyone emotion.
"You okay?" He asked, watching another guy walk in the store. He looked back at the boy, leaning against the counter.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 24, 2012 19:35:08 GMT -5
Devon shook his head quietly, didn't dare shift or anything. Not that he could with ease, it was daylight. His brother's lips curled into a sick smile. "There you are Devon, and with no bitch to stop me from locking you back up. Crazy fuck," The last words were growled as he approached.
Devon took another step back, then another, eyes flashing when his wrists were grabbed at roughly. "Let me go Dylan.." He whispered, voice void of emotion.
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