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Old 01-20-2024, 06:34 PM   #51 (permalink)
Harron Peasley
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It had been a fair few months since Spencer been back at this particular music shop and honestly, he kind of missed it although the whole saying ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ most certainly had played its part here. Walking around the stacks of vinyls, he stopped every so often to flick though a few, only to huff in annoyance at how so many of them were in the wrong place. He’d been gone, what, a few months, maybe even a year and the shop had already fallen into chaos? Shaking his head, former employee picked a few of the vinyls from the pile he was looking at and started walking around the shop, dropping a few off here and there in the right place as he did so.

Things had been so much easier then than now of course, something he almost found himself missing, but it did him no good to reminisce. Today, he was here for one reason and one reason only, to see if they had the single that he’d worked on in stock. He’d heard word that there was a limited number of vinyls that had been released and that a few of them had made their way here because he’d requested them and he wanted to see if they’d made their way in. As he walked around however, his eyes drifted to one of the few people in the shop who was looking at some of the new released (Oli).

Dropping the last of the misplaced vinyls, he headed over to the new releases where the guy was and began flicking through the limited selection of new vinyls. “Good luck finding what you’re looking for,” he grumbled, a small smile on his lips as now as he found the cover for the single. “Everything is in the wrong place, except for this, apparently.” Pulling the cover of the vinyl out, he looked at the cover, his eyes drinking in every detail as though it was some kind of lost gem.
Sipping his coffee, Olivier's eyes lighted on the man who entered the shop not long after him, curious as to what on Earth he was doing. Causing chaos by rearranging the stock, for a laugh? Maybe - he knew a few people who would find that an amusing past time. It didn't occur to him that he was fixing the chaos until he spoke, and Oli's eyebrows raised slightly in surprise. "Oh, I'm sure the staff are really busy, or it's some kids idea of a joke..." he offered with an awkward smile, unsure as to why he felt the need to defend the shops organisation. Something about needing to defend things when they couldn't defend themselves, probably - no doubt something his therapist would like to talk to him about.

He was about to resume his search when he realised what the other guy was holding - that was it! "Is there another copy of that?" he asked, hands stilling on the vinyls he was flicking through. Honestly, it would be just his luck that he didn't manage to get the last copy of something.
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