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fandomtownies2016-09-16 01:58 pm
rebelseekspizza) wrote in fandomtownies2016-09-16 01:58 pm
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Groovy Tunes, Half an Hour Before Closing Time, Friday
Dante wasn't twitchy anymore.
... Much.
He'd woken up an hour ago and dragged his ass back to the bus station. Then he'd realized he'd opened up the shop that morning and he'd never taken the 'out to lunch' sign down (never mind missing the StuCo meeting, but whatever) and out of some sense of - ugh - budding responsibility (and maybe a bit of dorms avoidance) he found it in him to walk back to the store as soon as he hit the causeway. Settled behind the counter. Snagged a hidden bottle of something out from behind it, and glared at the blue guys.
Groovy Tunes was open. For like... half an hour, and with a Dante so brooding you'd probably have trouble recognizing him as the guy at the party last night, but still. Open.
[[ open! ]]
... Much.
He'd woken up an hour ago and dragged his ass back to the bus station. Then he'd realized he'd opened up the shop that morning and he'd never taken the 'out to lunch' sign down (never mind missing the StuCo meeting, but whatever) and out of some sense of - ugh - budding responsibility (and maybe a bit of dorms avoidance) he found it in him to walk back to the store as soon as he hit the causeway. Settled behind the counter. Snagged a hidden bottle of something out from behind it, and glared at the blue guys.
Groovy Tunes was open. For like... half an hour, and with a Dante so brooding you'd probably have trouble recognizing him as the guy at the party last night, but still. Open.
[[ open! ]]