All and Sundries// [08/30]

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After another few days of feverish hibernation, Seras dug herself out of bed, dressed a bit more warmly than the summer weather warrented, and made her way to All and Sundries for her shift. She'd gotten quite pale and there were purplish circles under her eyes.

Par for the course, another huge shipment of glitter had arrive. Seras signed the invoice and set about stocking the odious stuff.

All and Sundries is open.

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[flash-mage.livejournal.com]

John was about to ask for his usual thirty, but he had the feeling he'd be smoking a bit more than that this evening...

"Er...make it a carton, luv. Could you start a tab for me, then?"

For the love of all that's good n' holy say yes...

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Seras nodded. Ordinarily, she'd have been a bit more wary, but she wanted to get done and get back. And, this fellow seemed about as eager to leave as she was.

"If I could just have your name and address, it should be no problem."

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"John Constantine," he said and rattled off the rest of it. He stared at the various wares in the store; the books, the vodka, the glitter. Any place but at this girl's face.

"You...you wouldn't happen to be from Newcastle, would you?"

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Seras shook her head as she finnished up John's tab and handed him over his cigarettes.

"No, London."

[flash-mage.livejournal.com]

London. Right. Should have known. He should have recognized that accent, East Ender about a generation removed.

She ain't from Newcastle. She's got both arms. It ain't her, Johnny boy, so get the fuck out've here with a modicum of dignity, right?

"Right. See you 'round then, kid."

He grabbed the carton of cigarettes and rushed out the door.

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"Er...thanks."

Seras blinked then shrugged and got back to work with the glitter.