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Groovy Tunes, Thursday
It was Octavia's first shift.
Ever, on any job.
Just another thing to adapt to, she guessed. Jono had left her a note with instructions about running the store, and she was quietly grateful for it. Right now, she was learning to work the till – while shaking her head at the whole idea of it. Exchanging pieces of paper and bits of metal for plastic discs to take them home.
This was going to take adjusting to.
She was still wearing her tough leathers. She was yet to start feeling comfortable in anything else, at least anywhere in public. Maybe that's why the stereo was behaving itself, and actually playing the Elliot Smith compilation she'd wanted it to play.
Groovy Tunes was open and there was a Grounder behind the counter.
[ooc: Open, no OCD!]
Ever, on any job.
Just another thing to adapt to, she guessed. Jono had left her a note with instructions about running the store, and she was quietly grateful for it. Right now, she was learning to work the till – while shaking her head at the whole idea of it. Exchanging pieces of paper and bits of metal for plastic discs to take them home.
This was going to take adjusting to.
She was still wearing her tough leathers. She was yet to start feeling comfortable in anything else, at least anywhere in public. Maybe that's why the stereo was behaving itself, and actually playing the Elliot Smith compilation she'd wanted it to play.
Groovy Tunes was open and there was a Grounder behind the counter.
[ooc: Open, no OCD!]
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It was perhaps the only thing she actually knew how to do, here.
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He was being totally serious about that question too.
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She was just going to think it.
"Right," she said. "Well we use tech here."
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"Works for me. No spells here." He held up a hand for a high-five.
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She also gave it a look of 'really?'
And possibly 'why?'
And then she went over to the stereo. Jono's note had said nothing about high fives.
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Because right now it wasn't happening, no matter how much that look did vaguely make her feel like she'd been more rude than intended. "Do you want to learn about the stereo or not?"
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She just went about showing him how the stereo worked, explaining about how the music was on the discs, and how you put the disc into the slot, and which buttons did what.
"-- and that's basically how you listen to music in this time."
Well. She'd only barely heard about streaming.