Rainy's Shrikers

currently housing: Harper Leland @shrikehq

[clerksworks]

welcome to the blog, y'all!

penned by: Rainy (she/her, est) currently housing:

Harper Leland

[williamxleland]

William was in the back of the store with a clipboard in one hand and a granola bar in the other. He was going over some inventory while the store was dead that way when the store closed, he could hopefully leave right away. The man took a bite and looked towards his sister as he heard her come back from break. “Finally, felt like that break took forever. And for once, I didn’t get slammed, I’m shocked.” William said with a chuckle before setting his clipboard down and leaned back against the desk. “You’re such a gossiper.” He said rolling his eyes and shaking his head. He loved it, though. “You didn’t miss much, honestly. Except, at one point there was guy sneaking around your piercing station.” He told her, shrugging. It didn’t seem to interesting to Will but he figured his sister would like hearing about it. “I’m thinking about stopping at a store tomorrow morning to buy some locks for your drawers.” He told her.

[clerksworks]

"guilty." she nodded, not even a little bit trying to deny that accusation. she liked gossiping, she liked hearing about interesting things that happened. nothing interesting ever happened to her, anyway.

"ew, who?" she wasn't overly prideful of her work, it was average at best. but she sure didn't like people messing with her workspace. even william, sometimes, wasn't allowed to move her drawers. "I'll pay you back if you do. creepy."

[alma-andrada]

“Agreed. The pink is super cute. We should get matching ones,” she told Harper with a wiggle of her eyebrows. “right? i mean it feels sort of like it’s my civic duty. like that’s a major red flag for me right there. and i mean she could stay with him but i doubt it. oh my god could i really break a couple up? that feels like too much power and i hate that i like it,” alma added with a growing grin. “they do, yeah, they’re nightowls for sure. i can never tell if they’re breaking night or just going out early. anyway, you enable me too easily it’s a weakness. but don’t deflect my answer. tell me about your day, i want to hear about the super crazy cool world of claire’s,” they joked. “what time are you off today?”

[clerksworks]

"it's the kind thing. you can't leave her with some wastoid, you know? you're doing a good deed." and it was exactly the kind of juicy good deed the pair of them loved. it was why they got on so well, truly.

"I'm not, I'm not!" she flicked water up at them with her hands, childish in her attempts to ward off the pestering. "alright, I'll go. it's been interesting, but not homewrecker interesting." although that probably wasn't the right word for this. "three girls almost tore each other to bits over a jacket, this morning. had to say it wasn't for sale, at the end of it. ugh." it had been cute, but... not friendship ending cute. although she absolutely remembered the energy that could drive a child to think so.

"i'm off at four. you?" their schedules rarely alligned, but it was golden when they did.

[alma-andrada]

“Okay but those new jelly like scrunchies you guys have on sale right now are kind of majorly cute.” Alma sat on the edge of one of the sinks as she spoke to Harper, grateful for a brief break in between shifts and a chance to catch up with her friend. “Do you remember the shitty tipper I mentioned to you last week? He came back today, with his girlfriend and turns our she’s a great tipper. I had half the mind to tell her that her boyfriend is a dick. Would that be wrong?” They shrugged as they thought about it. “Anyway, how’s your day going so far?” @clerksworks

[clerksworks]

“I wasn’t sold on the neon green, but the pink… hella cute.” Harper nodded, stepping over to wash her hands. she’d seen Alma on her way in, and was glad that her friend had waited up on her. literally, it seemed, considering where she’d perched herself.

the theatrical gasp that erupted from Harper was accidental, but appropriate. “oh no. that poor girl!” she considered the question as she washed her hands, thinking over the situation. “I mean… she could do better, right? it’s only responsible… isn’t it?” her eyes were alight with mischief, of course she was going to encourage stirring the pot.

“do they come in near end of shift? break, maybe?”

[clerksworks]

closed to @williamxleland

"back from break!" Harper said, poking her head into the back room. She hadn't seen her brother out with customers, which made sense because Claire's was a bit dead at the moment. so of course he'd be back here, and she was about to join him. "anything interesting happen? you have to tell me everything." Harper leaned against the wall, fixing him with a vaguely interested look. there wasn't always a story, but boy did she like it when there was.

[clerksworks]

Harper Leland

22. Female. She/her/hers.

Resident for 22 years, employee at Claire's for 5 years.

Harper Leland is thirty-five minutes (and at least a few seconds) older than her twin brother, and she is never letting him forget it.

she grew up downtown, being moderately popular in school, hogging the bathroom to do her hair and eventually makeup, gossiping on the playground.

started working at Claire's in high school, which was a store she'd frequented as a tween with her friends. dragged her brother along with her.

never really left shrike, never really had a reason to leave the part-time job.

in college studying to be a doctor (or something medical, she's not quite sure herself)

cannot believe her younger brother is her manager, while by the same token knows she absolutely does not care enough about the job to be given it over him.

don't get her wrong, she likes it. but she gives 90%, and he gives more.

will take an impromptu break from restocking and piercing ears to chat, gossip, or hang (whichever you'd prefer).

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[clerksworks]

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