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aRogueOne · 02-21-2024, 09:01 PM

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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley

Olivier felt a pink flush creep up over his cheeks as the man answered. Now he probably sounded like some kind of weird stalker, or something. Or maybe the man would think him a Seer, though Oli had never had much time for Divination.

Or, said the little voice in the back of his head, the one that always reminded him of his sister when he needed to be taken down a peg or two, he doesn't really think anything of it at all.

It was a somewhat unnerving yet slightly reassuring take, and Olivier managed to keep his small smile alive. "I think I'd be a bit lost, but it's always nice to hear ex-employees talk positively." Merlin only knew his job would be a lot easier if corporations managed to keep their staff happier - walking in to consult on a place that reeked of despair was disheartening, to say the least.

"If you're sure..." Olivier took the record tentatively. "Thank you, I really appreciate it. My sister's had it on repeat since it came out - anyone would think it was about her," he couldn't help trying to joke a little.

Fortunately for the flushing Olivier, he had been too busy looking around the shop reminiscing on the many days he’d wasted organising the albums, or he may have commented on the pink tinge that was creeping across his cheeks. As it was however, he only looked back when a reply came.

With a small laugh, he nodded and grinned back at the bloke before replying. “Yeah? Do people not say good things about this place? Or were you just talking generally?” he asked somewhat curiously. As amusing as it would be to hear that someone had complained about him, part of him also didn’t actually care. Truthfully, it wouldn’t have been surprising if some of his ex-bandmates had put in a complaint or two just to see if they could get him kicked out.

“Yeah?” he asked, a little bemused by this now. Of course, he knew that people were listening to the song or it wouldn’t still be climbing the charts, but it almost blew his mind to hear it from actual people. Shuffling from one foot to another, grinning a little too smugly, he nodded to himself more than the bloke opposite and continued.

“I mean, songs like these, they’re about real life I guess. Aimed at as many people as possible to sell, y’know?” Pausing for a second, he frowned slightly as his words actually sunk in. Knowing how much this song hurt him to listen to, it almost hurt him to hear that someone had actually identified with it so much that they thought it was about them. In reality, it was about someone but no one actually who.

“Maybe go check on your sister,” he added at the end with a small laugh. “This isn’t the best song to identify with,” his words light and teasing, even if he actually meant them.

02-21-2024, 09:01 PM	#56 (permalink)
aRogueOne MLE & DERP Puffskein Join Date: Apr 2018 Location: UK Posts: 1,570 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sloane Aubrey Knott Slytherin Fifth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Harron Peasley Olivier felt a pink flush creep up over his cheeks as the man answered. Now he probably sounded like some kind of weird stalker, or something. Or maybe the man would think him a Seer, though Oli had never had much time for Divination. Or, said the little voice in the back of his head, the one that always reminded him of his sister when he needed to be taken down a peg or two, he doesn't really think anything of it at all. It was a somewhat unnerving yet slightly reassuring take, and Olivier managed to keep his small smile alive. "I think I'd be a bit lost, but it's always nice to hear ex-employees talk positively." Merlin only knew his job would be a lot easier if corporations managed to keep their staff happier - walking in to consult on a place that reeked of despair was disheartening, to say the least. "If you're sure..." Olivier took the record tentatively. "Thank you, I really appreciate it. My sister's had it on repeat since it came out - anyone would think it was about her," he couldn't help trying to joke a little. Fortunately for the flushing Olivier, he had been too busy looking around the shop reminiscing on the many days he’d wasted organising the albums, or he may have commented on the pink tinge that was creeping across his cheeks. As it was however, he only looked back when a reply came. With a small laugh, he nodded and grinned back at the bloke before replying. “Yeah? Do people not say good things about this place? Or were you just talking generally?” he asked somewhat curiously. As amusing as it would be to hear that someone had complained about him, part of him also didn’t actually care. Truthfully, it wouldn’t have been surprising if some of his ex-bandmates had put in a complaint or two just to see if they could get him kicked out. “Yeah?” he asked, a little bemused by this now. Of course, he knew that people were listening to the song or it wouldn’t still be climbing the charts, but it almost blew his mind to hear it from actual people. Shuffling from one foot to another, grinning a little too smugly, he nodded to himself more than the bloke opposite and continued. “I mean, songs like these, they’re about real life I guess. Aimed at as many people as possible to sell, y’know?” Pausing for a second, he frowned slightly as his words actually sunk in. Knowing how much this song hurt him to listen to, it almost hurt him to hear that someone had actually identified with it so much that they thought it was about them. In reality, it was about someone but no one actually who. “Maybe go check on your sister,” he added at the end with a small laugh. “This isn’t the best song to identify with,” his words light and teasing, even if he actually meant them.