The C.I.C. - Saturday afternoon
Saturday, August 25th, 2018 06:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Kaidan had left the shop closed for a few hours in the morning. He'd sent a text to his friends to let them know he wasn't missing, he was going off-island for a bike ride, and the first person to freak out about it would get a smack. There was a combat veteran motorcycle run for charity about an hour outside of Baltimore, so he'd rented a bike and went to hang out around people he could relax around. The weather'd been dicey at first but then it cleared up. The ride was beautiful and it put him in a better frame of mind for the day. For a value of 'better' that meant 'less anxious', not 'less numb'.
The raven was waiting for him. He'd thought to warn it that morning that the shop would be open late and received a churble instead of a quok, which he assumed was acknowledgment. The raven didn't seem peeved when he opened, so. It did take up its regular perch on the counter, strutting back and forth.
Business was steady, so Kaidan didn't get nearly as much time to play with cards. He was curious about the new faces, but simply assumed school had started for the year.
[Open! No OCD!]
Description of shop is here.
The raven was waiting for him. He'd thought to warn it that morning that the shop would be open late and received a churble instead of a quok, which he assumed was acknowledgment. The raven didn't seem peeved when he opened, so. It did take up its regular perch on the counter, strutting back and forth.
Business was steady, so Kaidan didn't get nearly as much time to play with cards. He was curious about the new faces, but simply assumed school had started for the year.
[Open! No OCD!]
Description of shop is here.