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Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday
Price was at work today, still with a slight limp to his walk.
Stupid wolves.
Otherwise he was doing just dandy, happily reorganizing the merchandise a little bit. He'd assist anyone that stopped in, of course.
[ooc: 50,000 OCD threads used to live here. Now it's a ghost town... err, meaning no OCD, open post, I will answer the pings when off work and now I must run to catch my bus, argh.]
Stupid wolves.
Otherwise he was doing just dandy, happily reorganizing the merchandise a little bit. He'd assist anyone that stopped in, of course.
[ooc: 50,000 OCD threads used to live here. Now it's a ghost town... err, meaning no OCD, open post, I will answer the pings when off work and now I must run to catch my bus, argh.]

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"Hey, John," Marcus said as he stepped inside. "Didn't know you worked here."
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He put a hand up to suggest they stayed further away. "He shouldn't be able to buy anything, but if he comes out with anything, run. Don't look back. Just run."
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