*The door the sullys butcher shop opened and closed as a boy who looked about fifteen…maybe sixteen not quite old enough to drive with a guardian let alone without one, walked in, no parent or guardian in sight. The young man was wearing a leather jacket that looked a size or two too big for him and ripped jeans that exposed the messy bandages and scars underneath.
*The boy walked around and tried yo act like he knew what he was looking for and looked to see if anyone else was in the shop besides the owner before he spoke.*
“What would you recommend?”
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Well I suppose that would depend on what you life. I prefer cuts of steak, but all my meats are good
*his eyes wander over the boy looking over his appearance* what are you looking to make?










