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fandomtownies2019-05-07 07:12 am
always_someone) wrote in fandomtownies2019-05-07 07:12 am
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The Magic Box, Tuesday
Threat or no threat, Norman had a shop to run, and it was a new semester. So... So he was here. Even if the possibility of certain people coming through the door today made the hairs on the back of his neck prickle a little.
Mostly, he was just parked behind the counter anyway, the dog(s) dozing at his feet, occasionally waking up to play for a while before getting right back to snoozing again.
There was a sign in the window: NOW HIRING.
Which was kind of like progress for him, since advertising anything meant he had to actually communicate with other living people.
Maybe it wasn't too late to quit his job and go ask at Caritas about being a full-time zombie maintenance guy slash roadie for the band...
[OOC: Open!]
Mostly, he was just parked behind the counter anyway, the dog(s) dozing at his feet, occasionally waking up to play for a while before getting right back to snoozing again.
There was a sign in the window: NOW HIRING.
Which was kind of like progress for him, since advertising anything meant he had to actually communicate with other living people.
Maybe it wasn't too late to quit his job and go ask at Caritas about being a full-time zombie maintenance guy slash roadie for the band...
[OOC: Open!]