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fandomtownies2016-06-17 08:55 am
rebelseekspizza) wrote in fandomtownies2016-06-17 08:55 am
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Groovy Tunes, Friday
So Dante had a job. He couldn't say he was excited about it so far, seeing as how he'd had to get up at like, 8:30. What kind of time was 8:30? What even happened at 8:30?
... not much, apparently. He'd spiked up his newly half-red hair into a semblance of an actual 'hawk, then headed down into town. He barely blinked at the sight of their new locale: in fact, more blinking was allotted to staring at the sign above the store. "Can't believe I'm working somewhere called Groovy Tunes," he muttered.
Maybe that was a problem he'd solve some time.
For now, he was heading in, snagging the first aggrotech album he could find out of the racks, and shoved it into the sound system. He was giving it like half an hour until he got bored of this shit, but until then, he might as well have something to tap his foot to while he poked around the store some more.
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... not much, apparently. He'd spiked up his newly half-red hair into a semblance of an actual 'hawk, then headed down into town. He barely blinked at the sight of their new locale: in fact, more blinking was allotted to staring at the sign above the store. "Can't believe I'm working somewhere called Groovy Tunes," he muttered.
Maybe that was a problem he'd solve some time.
For now, he was heading in, snagging the first aggrotech album he could find out of the racks, and shoved it into the sound system. He was giving it like half an hour until he got bored of this shit, but until then, he might as well have something to tap his foot to while he poked around the store some more.
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