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Originally Posted by
Charely Potter
So Brad was recleaning the counter after spilling some ink earlier. He gotten it to be just presto clean as if nothing ever spilled on it. Just as he finished up the final polish, he heard the door chime. Ah, another customer.
"Good day, young man." Eyeing the younger lad who was searching around the shop. "How can I help you?"
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Austin looked up. He half-smiled.
"I was wanting to buy a broom please," He said. He was still annoyed that his voice was quiet but, hey, he was talking right?